GAME CHAT 2 Salvation Hotel

Pours himself another glass of wine from the same bottle and takes a sip. "Will you be heading into the Grey for the first time then?"

Ovak just got her business done with the short thang and headed off to check the room before coming back down to relax a bit. She says in Goblin to Moisie, "I wouldn't trust that gnome any further than I could throw him." and it is obvious that she could probably do just that.

Malbor looks for a way to approach Aurion without being surrounded by too many people.
"A single room if you please and something to eat."
Malbor pays him quickly, trying not to engage with the others if he can help it. He looks for a table with the least amount of people possible and eats in silence, keeping an eye (and ear) on the goings on.

Gabrielle finishes the last of her first glass.

"Some of us are more experienced than others, I think," she says. "It'll be the first time for some of us."

Turns to Malbor and and raises an eyebrow, "It so happens I have a few single rooms available. It will cost you four silver pieces. I have onion squirrel soup and bread for five copper pieces."

Turns back towards Gabrielle looks down for a moment then looks Gabrielle in the eyes. "Many that go into to the Grey never return. A good night's rest will help. To show my appreciation the chat you may have a single room tonight and the night of your return for free."

Gabrielle looks pleasantly surprised for a moment, and then bows her head in a gesture of gratitude.

"Again, thank you for your great generosity," she says. "That's very kind. I should be off to bed, actually. It was a long ride on the lightning rail and we have an early start."

Aurion looks about the room then says, "The kitchen and bar is closed, see you in the morning."

Gabrielle accepts the key to her room and sleeps soundly, with a dagger under her pillow.

Moisie replies in Goblin, "I’d like to see that. My mentor once told me, ‘The bigger the smile, the sharper the knife.’ "

She gives her best attempt at a friendly smile to Aurion, says good night and joins Ovak. Once in their room, She flops unceremoniously onto the bed, kicks off her shoes and stretches her little legs. Staring at the ceiling she says, "They seem like a good lot, Ovak. What’s the plan for this ‘Grey’?"

Malbor has some food and then retires to his room for another night of fitful dreams.

Mordaky ordered a meal of the onion squirrel soup, not wanting to sleep on an empty stomach, and just had a cup of water with it. He didn't know what tomorrow would bring but he hoped he could get to know this lot a little better, after all he may be fighting for his life in this Grey, or was it the Mournland? It usually wasn't a good thing when a place had more than one name, at least in his own mind that built up the mystery, and possibly spoke of it's dangers. He was glad to have his blade, and his armor, but would they be enough?

Upon finishing his meal Mordaky retired to the room and found a bunk among the others, having opted to not get a private chamber. He doffed his armor and cleaned it and his blade, then set out his clothes at the foot of the blade, his boots on the floor next to him, and then tried to get some sleep, despite his nerves. "One, two, seven, winner" he repeated softly to himself, a habit he'd picked up after a particularly vivid dream seemed to foretell a win on the dice in the past, just one of his many gamblers superstitions.

Malbor Perception Check at Disadvantage.

Kata lingers with any who stay up for food and drink, just quietly enjoying their presence. Though she does eventually sleep.

Ovak replies back, "Well, tomorrow we will see who has the moxy to last. I hope we don't loose anyone. Mournland is like that. Rest well today as tomorrow we need to be alert."

Moisie nods in silent agreement and goes about making up her bed for the night. She places her shoes and pack next to the bed for quick access, then places her axe at the headboard within reach. She curls into a tiny ball under the blanket. "G’nite Ovak." and is promptly snoozing away.

Fredo says, "G'night, Malbor! I hope you have a restful sleep."

He then pays and shuffles into his room for the night, and gets a nice, good rest.