03 Return to Dawnsmoor

Your journey to Dawnsmoor from the goblin camp has passed relatively uneventfully, other than a couple of travellers you have passed on the road you have not run into any trouble and have made good time. Your mood would be feeling a bit better at returning to 'civilisation' but the weather which has taken a distinct turn for the worse during the last day and you are all thoroughly drenched. The daylight is fading as you crest a rise and see the glimmering lights of the city laid out before you and the distant sounds of city life drift through the air, another hour or so and you should be able to find somewhere warm and dry to rest for the evening….

You quickly make your way into the city proper. Whilst Dawnsmoor lacks walls there are still usually guards wandering the perimeter, checking on travellers entering and leaving the city, but this evening the weather seems to be keeping even them from the streets. You make your way as quickly as you can to the edge of the Market district and find the Laughing Gnome quite full with a lot of people seeming to prefer the tap room here to the conditions outside. As you step inside the wave of warmth you feel is almost painful to your cold, wet extremities and at the smell of cooking meats wafting out of the kitchen reminds you lol how long it has been since you last ate. Most of the patrons, a mix of races but a majority of orcs, give you space to move to the bar once they realise how damp you all are and you quickly get the attention of the haggard looking human trying to serve everyone "Yeah...be with...one sec" he shouts accross acknowledging various people all clamouring to order things. "You lot Wanting rooms I take it? It’ll be 6 silvers for a room, up to you if yer sharing, each room’ll come with one meal either now or int’ mornin, extra meals ‘ll be a silver each. How many yo....KELLOS DAMNIT HENDRA ILL BE WITH YA IN A MINUTE!...sorry, how many rooms ya want?" he waits on your answer as the orc he shouted at (who was trying to cut in line) gives you all a brief scowl.

The barkeep scoops up your coins and nods over towards the fire "Find yourselves a place to sit and I'll get your meals out to you but given how we're filling up if you're wanting rooms best decide soon" he turns and smiles at Pomin "Ah don't mind Hendra, they might have a face like a smacked backside at the best of times but they're harmless enough".

You manage to find a spot close enough to the fire that you start to dry out whilst you are eating. The food they bring is a thick fish stew, some fresh bread, and a mug of ale each. The gnomish server who brings it over has obviously been doing the job for a while as even though the inn is almost full they move through the crowd with ease.

As you finish your meal you flag the barkeeper down and make arrangements for a room for the night. Although it has only been a few days since some of you left the city it seems like weeks since you took your ease somewhere 'civilised' and you find yourselves able to relax and enjoy the remainder of the evening. The following morning you rise and are provided with breakfast if you want it and are soon ready to leave the Laughing Gnome.