CHAPTER 1: The Tainted Village of Hommlet

They don’t miss you here, Cootufy whispers loudly with a wink at Cordon before ordering an Ale and simple dinner.

"A plain supper and heavy beer please m'dear"

What are you about?

The man in the apron seems to be overseeing the other two. Gwylihim waits patiently for his moment to approach. Seeing a lull, he steps in, grabbing the man's attention. "Dhe suilannon. Greetings, innkeeper. I travel with three companions; we are all weary from the road. Can you offer us refuge under your roof?"

I’m going to see an Man about a card game, Cootufy says before jumping off his chair, A young man in studded leather armour and twin Scimitars just left with flaming beard dwarf and thin man stalking him, you might want to go and help him Brock and Condon he adds pointing to the door.

Cootufy follows the old man upstairs.

"I did see that dwarf and man, but I didn't realize they were being stalked. If there's trouble afoot, I best get myself into the thick of it." says Brock, continuing in a lower grumbling voice "A man can get no peace it seems..."

Brocken stands, instinctively touches his hand to the hilt of his sword, and makes for the door.

Cordon calls over Dinner and some of special ale.

Feeling the hungry creeping on him, Yes I do like this place, but we will have to find treasure to pay costs here.

"One of the smaller private rooms will suffice for my needs. I shall inform my companions on your requirements and let them approach you to decide upon their own arrangements." He walks back towards the taproom, searching for his companions. When he finds the table, he sits down with the others.

"I have spoken to the innkeeper regarding lodging. His name Ostler, and he is willing to rent rooms to travelers such as we. There is a group dormitory for 2 silver, and a variety of private rooms for anywhere from 2 to 5 gold a night."

To the waitress he says, "Soup, whatever you have that is thin and easily digestible, and has no meat. Also water, clean water."