Taerl strolls over to an empty chair on one side. He glances at the others and recognizes them from the tavern. I must have arrived late and missed the party at the tavern. he thinks. He sits and turns towards the Lord Mayor. "Thank you for your hospitality Lord Mayor." he says, "I'm curious though. How did you come to know our names and extend the...how should I say...invitation?"
Taerl and Talos order their dinner and begin to dine. They notice several inebriated patrons stumble over to a table. "Hmmm...I wonder what this is about?" Taerl says quietly to Talos as he nods towards the table. Perception check for Taerl: 1d20 ⇒ 16
"Well, this could be interesting. Don't you think Talos?" Taerl says as he hands the letter to the eidolon to read. "Interesting...perhaps." Talos replies, "and also dangerous." Taerl and Talos ask one of the local people where the Guilded Stag might be located. The woman answers, but she can't help but stare at Talos. His appearance is....different. Talos is used to this sort of thing and ignores it. They eventually find the Guilded Stag and take a seat at one of the tables. |