Interlude: High Walls District - Spire's Edge
28 Dravago, 998YK
Breland, Sharn
High Walls District
The sun is beginning to set when you arrive back at the Spire's Edge, the evening crowd is still beginning to filter in, so it's fairly quiet as you enter the Inn.
Desmond waves cheerfully to you as he leans against the bar watching the patrons. "Evening Dei, good day?" he asked.
Behind him Old Man Ferg is busy cleaning glasses with two of his arms, the other two busy pouring a fresh tankard of foaming brown ale. "Evenin' Lass" he rumbled in his odd thick accent "Ya looking bonnie as ever, I ken from ye smile, its been a guid day"