For a job... well, done.

with a small sigh you take a seat at your seat at what is becoming your regular table at Waftrons Inn, the beer is cheap if not cold and the food hasn’t managed to kill you yet.

Today is the fourth day of waiting for Pendrag to return to see your party at the inn, after returning from quarry with nothing but a small black hand mirror



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