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Morduk takes to the air with his Glidewing as well; Starlan's prowess and connection with his mount is clearly evident. Morduk has to push his best stunts out just to keep up with Starlan's gentle swoops. When things calm down a bit, Morduk yells to Starlan;

"Yeah, the Stewpot is great and all, but you gotta understand Wingy...I'm a goblin. Sometimes I need to be around other goblins, just like you need to be around other halflings. The food is good at this place too, don't worry!"

Morduk perches with Starlan, and they all share some ripe vine-fruit. Morduk takes a portion and shoves it in his side pouch. Typical goblin hoarding.

"Right then. I'll meet you here in an hour. Don't be late, or I'm going to leave without you!", Morduk warns.

"Well, Khyber's gate is pretty comfortable for a goblin. You'd be surprised, and you could even learn to love it. We spend our whole day surrounded by stuffy people. I just like to let loose a little! In a place where you're not judged, you can be as relaxed as you want...and the drinks! They're...like a dream! You should come, really! I don't mind waiting for you if you're only going to be an hour."

"I'll be fine, trust me. I do it all the time." Morduk shrugs at the prospect of being hungover. However, his demeanour shifts a little when hStarlan suggests meeting up later; His body language shows a little discomfort in the idea Starlan suggests.

"Well.....It's just that the place I had in mind isn't in Sharn. It's in Khyber's Gate. I'm worried that if you come alone, you could...get lost, is all."

Morduk focuses his eyes on Starlan's brightly adorned yellow outfit as he speaks. It's clear that he's worried Starlan will attract undue attention without a goblin by his side, in the seedy underworld of Khyber's Gate.

"Well...no pressure. You look pretty tired anyway. I know a good place, really. I just started going. You'll feel great after, trust me! We should go together, though. I can wait for you, if you need to do something, but I have to work early tomorrow, so I don't want to wait too long."

Morduk yawns a little.

"Ah, Fly squad couldn't be better, really. And that's kinda what I'm getting at." Morduk taps his coinpurse, which is visibly stuffed. "Tips have been good. Really good. And it's all thanks to you. Truly. So, I was wondering if you wanted to grab a drink or two, with me....on me....tonight? I'm about ready to leave."

"Wingy! It's so good to see you! I'm actually just finishing up my shift here. It's been a pretty quiet day otherwise."

As Starlan lands, his old mount Easy Rider inches closer toward him, letting out little excited screeches.

"Boy, someone certainly misses you. But your Glidewing...is so big. Where did you get her from anyway? I can't seem to remember... Hey what are you doing later tonight?"