"Shahadur, that's a suggestion I'll take to heart. Thank you." Brindel mentally goes through the list Kezzel mentioned: a loaf of fresh baked bread, some pepper and vinegar.
A grand accompaniment for oysters, he thinks, then moves to thoughts of animated horrors for a second.
"Shahadur and Kustaa, I will join my companions now as we have much to discuss. Farewell and," Brindel switches from Common to Dwarven for a customary saying from his temple in Citadel Adbar,
"may Gorm's shield be near." He turns and follows after Lex, assuming he'll catch up along the way as Lex will probably be distracted by something in the village.
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