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LIAM: It’s better when we’re working together. If |
you need to steal something, do it with my help, |
all right? |
SAM: Yeah, yeah, of course. Yeah. |
LIAM: Back up the conversation a minute. Thank |
you. I would not be alive if you had not– you |
saved my life. So thank you. |
SAM: Ah, no problem. |
LIAM: Yesterday was really not great. |
SAM: Yeah, well, we’ll do better today, right? |
LIAM: Sure. Sure we will. Are you hungry? |
SAM: Yeah, I’m starving. |
MATT: At this point, you notice the gentle smell |
of cooked meats and promises of mediocre porridge |
and eggs just barely begins to creep beneath the |
subtle floor of your room, meet your nostrils. |
LIAM: Well, Nott, what are we going to do today? I |
can go down and get breakfast and bring it up |
here. At least– I don’t know. I mean, I’m a |
little wary of just splashing back into the town |
right away. |
SAM: Let’s go down, get some food. I’ll come with |
you, 'cause as you said, we’re better together. |
And we’ll take it from there. You need some books |
and stuff, right? |
LIAM: Always. |
SAM: All right, well, that’s on the to-do list. |
LIAM: All right, well, let’s get something to eat, |
then. |
MATT: All right, so you prepare yourself with your |
mask set over? |
SAM: Yes, yeah, so I have a half a mask that |
covers my goblin face, and with the hood over, |
kind of obscures. Maybe it’s not a goblin, maybe |
it’s a little halfling person or something. |
MATT: Which is helpful. The southern, more rural |
region of the Empire, especially near Felderwin, |
which is one of the largest tilling and farming |
areas of the entire Empire, has a very heavy |
halfling population. And so while this city is not |
the core of it, you’d probably see a larger 20-25% |
of the population here in Trostenwald is halfling. |
So you pass off pretty decently as long as you |
keep away from discerning, intent eyes. So the two |
of you manage to gather your things for the time |
being, wander down the stairs from the top floor |
down to the base of the tavern, which, the air is |
already bustling with townsfolk and all manner of |
travelers preparing to take on the day’s |
responsibilities. Yorda, the 40-something woman |
barkeep with shoulder-length blonde hair and |
weathered skin that you previously rented your |
room at the inn from, frantically darts behind the |
bar while the red-headed barmaid rushes from table |
to table. It seems that the clientele is a bit |
more than they were expecting this morning. Yorda |
yells from behind the bar to the barkeep, |
“Adelaine, two more brats and a bit of mush at the |
corner table.” She looks up, “I’m working on it!” |
And she runs over and heads back to the kitchen. |
There’s a faint bit of music as two |
slovenly-looking musicians in the corner are |
trying to work for tips with a small hat on the |
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