Andural arrived at the Thorin's Inn and noticed that the place is quite busy, filled
with dwarves and other races at all the tables. Andural quickly spotted that hardly
any seats are unoccupied apart from one table where there one seat left opposite
a hooded stranger, he pondered at why that particular table is not filled but with
a small shrug of his shoulder, decided not to question it and proceed to approach
the lone stranger and hoping that he would be allow to sit on the table.
Andural hestitated a bit before sitting on the table and find that the lone stranger
show no sign of reaction. Andural studied the content of the table and noticed that
it was empty apart from two tankards, one near the stranger and the other one
near where he sat. Andural was wondering what he should do next, but before he
has a chance, the lone hooded stranger glanced at his direction, although Andural
can't quite make out the stranger's features and was surprised when the stranger
put its hand into its pocket and pull out a small metal flask.
The stranger pour some of the content of the flask into its tankard and then
wordlessly empty out the rest of it into the tankard nearest to Andural, proceed
to drink the content with a audible sigh and then motion Andural to do the same.
Andural glanced at the tankard on his end and noticed that the tankard is filled with
green liquid of some kind. Andural not wanted to offend the stranger decided to
drink the content of his tankard. The drink tasted like a strong tea with a minty
aftertaste, it wasn't quite what Andural would expect to find in an Inn, but he has
no reason to think otherwise. Andural was about to ask the stranger for something,
but before he does, Clawfire came running into the Thorin's Inn and spotted Andural
and run towards him with some wonderful news about the dagger.
Burglar
Captain
Champion
Guardian
Hunter
Lore-master
Minstrel
Runekeeper
Warden
