"Do you see Tauriell? I'm too small to see much over the people here."
Abomentolor hurries to set himself in front of this stampede to give it direction. "Oh, hi. You're back too I see." he greets Niamh and Hector as he walks past.
"Yeah, Gwenhwyfar fetched us earlier this morning." Niamh rushes towards a chair at the bar and hopps onto it. "Hey Tauriell. Long not seen. I brought Hector here. Think he can sleep at your old guest room?"
"Sure. Or he can stay here."
Tauriell turns to Hector "Choose whatever you like better. In the manor you get a bed of your own. Here I can't offer you that yet. It'd be the bedroll on the floor."
"Uhmm... I don't know." Hector replies.
"It's still some time 'til evening - so you don't have to decide right away." Turning to Isabell Tauriell asks "Do you have a meal for him too?"
"What are we doing in the meantime?" Niamh asks. "Life's just kinda boring when we're in one place for serveral days."
"This city has like a hundred places. And everyone else has found a hobby for their free time. You're no longer practising your instruments?" Tauriell asks.
Isabella serves another hearty meal for the half orc and an apple for the halfling. Also two beer. "You can drink that. It's vegan." she tells.
"You can always go with Abomentolor and play a cheerful tune for the team that cleans out the Gull now." Tauriell suggests.
Hector takes a seat and eats ravenously.
"Thanks." Niamh tells Isabella and tries to move the cup of beer in front of Hector inconspicuous before eating the apple. "You know, I'll probably do that." She tells Tauriell and leaves the tavern with the apple in her hand. "See you around" She waves and joggs to catch up with Abomentolor. "Hi again. I'm gonna play while you're working, 'kay?"
"Why not. You working probably wouldn't help anyway." Abomentolor replies.
"Tsk. I think you should appreciate my music a bit more." Niamh states before packing out her violin and starting with her performance.
"You see here?" Abomentolor tells pointing to the platform "This will be connected to this entrance in the next days. But for now it's either getting wet or one of you has an idea how to fix that for now."
Niamh climbs onto Brutus back and tells him: "If you'll manage to get me over there dry you'll get a whole pie all for yourself. Deal?"
Brutus is immediately overexcited and jumps into the surf and through the water to the stairs. Water splashing all around. There he stops and sits down waiting for pie.
"At least almost dry." Niamh says with a big grin on her face before taking out a big cherry pie and feeding it to Brutus. "You're absolutly awesome." Then it dawns her that she could have just dried herself if she'd waded through the water and she suppresses the urge to facepalm herself and dries Brutus and herself instead.
"That is nice." Abomentolor tells and moves over.
He starts swaying and falining about...
... but catches himself and makes it to the stairs dry.
"I need that all cleaned up. But only the big stuff. No dusting, I'll take care of that." He explains. "Make it a nice place for our bigger and better brewery."
Abomentolor watches the work but as the air gets thick with dust he moves out to watch it from a safe position. "I hope the sea takes that away." he muses as he sees the piles of straw and garbage going down.
Tauriell eats up and decides to do some business. Her bag has gotten heavy lately and she need to get rid of some of the stuff. "Thanks for the meal." she tells Isabella. "Hector, come with me. You're going to get to know a friend of us."
She picks up her pack and leaves the Shadow clock in direction of Everything Magic.
Hector quickly eats up and empties his beer and the one Niamh slid over to him. He nods and mumbles to Isabella a thank you and follows. The bazr is fascinating with all the merchants and the noise and the huge amounts of stuff - partly stuff Hector has not even heard of.
As he enters the shop after Tauriell he tries not to attract negative attention.
"Oh, hello nice to see you." Lini greets Tauriell as she enters the shop. "You've been away quite some while. Where have you been?" While talking she has an eye on that half-orc that came in too.
"That charming muscle mountain is with me." Tauriell tells while putting her hand on Hector's shoulder. "Name is Hector. Hector this is Lini."
"Hi Hector." Lini greets him.
"Uhmm... hello?" Hector replies.
"Anyway, we've been in Kaer Maga and brought a bag full of magic stuff. That and a lack of cash for our ambition brings me here to you." Tauriell tells and puts her backpack on a table. Then she unpacks the magic club, the sword, the harp and the pistols.
"Don't let the club fool you. It's the most powerful item. But it's aura is covered."
"Simply tell me what it is. I don't want to waste perfectly good charges of my identify wand on this." Lini replies.
"Magic undead bane disruption club, undead bane sword, skin harp and these pistols are mundane I guess. But I swear that undead b+~%@ did fire them without reloading." Tauriell explains.
"Wow. Whom am I going to sell this too?" Lini asks herself. "The undead bane weapons to some Pharasmin undead hunters. And this harp definitely to someone else. What does this harp do?"
"Command undead or dominate person once per day." Tauriell replies.
"I'll ask my contacts if anyone needs that stuff. You need something else you want to trade it for or cold cash?" Lini asks.
"I have no idea. I need some mundane things for Hector but besides that..." Tauriell replies.
"You're having fun with your construct? What did you do since we met last?"
And so they bring each other up to speed.
"And I guess Abomentolor tries to start to take over the beer market in Magnimar or something."
"I've heard of it. Some small brewery in the shadow clock. Sounds more like a hobby or somthing. And Underbridge isn't the market to make big coins." Lini replies.
"That's last weeks news. He's moving the brewery into The Gull. With delivery ramp for horse pulled wagons and everything. Usually I'd expect him to get bored before the first batch of beer is brewed. But with Isabella doing all the actual work and him only playing around and posing as the big guy it might become a nuisance to the other breweries." Tauriell muses.
"I haven't had the chance to try it. How is it?" Lini asks.
"It is a bit dark. As everything in Underbridge. Including the current brew that is served. But if you want to try we can go there together. They do some decent cooking there too." Tauriell offers.
"Why not. I'll lock up and on the way I can set up the selling. Haven't had a real meal for some time." Lini replies. She stows away her tools and tidies the workplace.
"Done. Let's go."
Lini locks the shop and leads the way to the bazar and there into some narrow allyway. She disappears in the back of a tent and comes back out after a short time.
"That's on the way now. The Pharasmins I visit on the way back." She then leads on to the Shadow Clock. "That is new!" she say as she sees the relief depicting Abomentolor on the side of the tower.
"Yeah, the great hero of Underbidge." Tauriell comments. "Let's go inside. It looks much nicer there."
Once inside she greets the bartender "Hello Isabella. I brought another one of our friends who will eat the food you cooked and the beer you brewed without paying for it."
"Hello to you too. I really don't care. As long as Abomentolor is around paying for everything. So far it's not too bad. You don't manage to eat and drink us into ruin." Isabella replies.
She fills a bowl with stew and draws a beer. "Here you are."
"I can pay for my meals." Lini replies as she takes a seat at the bar.
"No one doubts that. But I'm here to make the world a better place like Cayden Cailean would and to serve food to Abomentolor and his friends. So enjoy the meal and praise either my god, or Abomentolor for it." Isabella replies.
___On the Irespan___
"There should be a glassblower in town, we could speak to them about the windows, and who is going to come up here besides us while we are gone?"
"Never underestimate the power of a pillow castle. Who will not come while we're away!" Gwenhwyfar jokes.
Jimmy chuckles with her, "We could take them with us."
"Then choose our destination wisely, as it will be the last one you don't have to walk too." Gwenhwyfar replies as she is almost out of convenient Dimension Door spells.