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[Chapter ???] The Exchange.

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[Chapter ???] The Exchange

Angel goes out and make a show of having Lady Cass cause problems and bring attention before slipping out of sight and shifting back. The party gets the chance to explore the Stacks a little bit but overall on the first day not much actual progress is accomplished as they are mostly just getting the lay of the land and recovering from their long journey. In the end the four from Ashford (and Angel) decide to stay at an inn known as the Belching Behi that had a stylized Behir and comical gas bubbles coming from its mouth.

It was located a little ways off the main road which meant it was a little cheaper and a little quieter. Plus the owner was a gnome that employed an ogre bodyguard dressed up in a bowtie and dusty top hat which was quite amusing to watch as he tossed troublemakers quite a ways down the road.

Morren had finished a drink with the party and then said his goodbyes as he planned to take a boat and travel up the Sword Coast. Plus he figured if the Black Star mercenaries came looking having a Firbolg might make the group a little too identifiable.

It was thus with a bit of sadness that their new traveling companion said his goodbyes. Shortly after he had left a small faerie dragon came zipping through the window. The gnome bartender, Georgianomus sicced the ogre bouncer to chase it out and the group was treated to a little show watching the large ogre stumble around as the faerie dragon zipped around here and there. The dragon stopped and perched on the table for a second before the ogre stumbled over, bumping it and sloshing drinks. A few seconds later the faerie dragon zipped out of the tavern and out of sight. With a shrug the ogre went back and recovered his tiny (compared to him) top hat, slapped away some of the dirt and beer that had spilled on it and then put it back onto his head at an appropriately jaunty angle.
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