In reply to Cody Panther (msg # 33):
The man starts to blubber drunkenly in happiness as he quickly reaches out to shake what ever hands he can manage to nab but the booze and exhaustion seem to finally catch up to him with this emotional release. He wobbles on the stool sniffing back snotty tears then just sorta crawls down off it and lays down on the filthy floor. Snoring, the buzzsaw kind, starts issuing from him only moments later. The pouch he had waved around with coin in it was left sitting on the table.
Behind the bar the orcish man sighs in mild annoyance. He scoops up the coins Kayleigh offered up as well as the bag of the mans coins even as he moves to step out from behind the bar.
"No. The space is at the top of the stairs over there. Here is the Key. Bring it back and drop it on the dog bed if you don't want the space. keep it and the space is your's. I am gonna go put this guy in a room to sleep off his booze and his stuff in the safe till he can claim it in the morning minus the room fee and our cut of your business if you keep the space."
With that the half-orc reaches down and hauls the unconscious miller off the ground with one hand like he was a light sack of potatoes and heads for a different set of stairs.
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The mangey poodle follows you all up the stairs when you go to check out the space and when you open the door you find...
It is an open space with a couple beat up old beds, tables, stools and some other assorted things that were being stored up here after being retired from other parts of the tavern. It was all covered in dust but it was not drafty and didn't seem to have spots where leaks had dripped water or anything horrible....