As you look around, there is plenty to do, people dance in the streets, food is brought all around, and the tavern seems lively.

Godrick spends his night drinking, dancing, and Regaling the townsfolk from his journeys.  After a long night Godrick finds a nice cozy spot somewhere outside to fall asleep.

After drinking with Godrick and any of the other adventurers that stepped forward, Brytros finds a corner of the tavern and continues to drink and watch the festivities for awhile. He begins to wander about Freya's Palm and Njord's Maw. Curiosity piqued, he gets up from his corner and begins searching for Orm, wandering if he is still at the festival and would be willing to answer some questions.

As you walk around, you find Orm with a group of children. He is just finishing a story of giants and wizards and gods.

Orm: Eh, what can I do for you?

Brytros smiles at Orm and with a slight bow says, "Pardon me master druid, sir, could you tell me more of Freya's Palm and Njord's Maw?"

Orm: Of course! Freya's Palm is the tallest tree in the Brownwood Forest to the east of the village. The top has a section that was flattened out, with a few branches sticking out, making it look like an opened hand reaching to the sky. It seems that the plants and animals grow faster, healthier, and stronger than the rest.

Njord's Maw is a cave in the western fjords. A few stalagmites reach from the floor of the entrance making it look like an open mouth. No one has ventured deep into it, since it floods at high tide. Is there anything else I can help you with?

Brytros nods as Orm speaks before replying, "I'm no stranger to forests or caves, I'm eager to see these places with my own eyes." As Brytros finishes speaking, he abruptly and awkwardly turns to leave without saying another word to Orm. He drunkenly waddles back to his corner and continues drinking while imagining a tree reaching to the heavens like an opened hand, before passing out with his forehead on the table for the rest of the evening.