May 15, 2019 8:30 pm
The barkeep is a tall, but thin man named Vi you know from your previous visits here. He doesn't look like much, but you know that keeping a tavern outside the city walls requires a particular kind of readiness to deal with trouble and you are certain that anyone making trouble will quickly find out about the dagger you know he keeps hidden in the back of his belt. Just the usual. 30 gold to cross the desert, 20 for a ankheg carcass. The exotic requests list starts at 40 and goes up from there. His familiar hoarse voice breaks off as he licks his lips and glances at the door. Listen, a lot of folks have been asking about you recently. Well connected folks. I'd never have said anything, but Iram, one of the busboys. He's got no sense in his head. Anyway, you do something recently might pissed-off someone rich?