'Still holding the small keg over her shoulder, Wazzock scans the room for Myren. Unable to locate him, she bursts into the kitchen, one arm holding the keg, another on her hip announcing herself as she enters,' "Where is our dear Myren? Wazzock needs permission to tap this fine looking keg of ale! Can't be having anyone accused of stealing now can we?"

Alwin came up from the stairs, his eyes distant as the voices range in his head ‘Stupid half-breed, what a stupid idea’. It was only by chance that he saw the men calling to him with drink at their table, he made his way over and took a sip.

“Just giant w…w…wasps.” Was all he had time to get out before the rest joined them. He just nodded shyly as he continued to sip his ale listening to them recount what happened and talk to each other.

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"They dealt out their fair share of pain though!"

'Kestrell gently rubs some, quite swollen, sting marks.'

"Are you a local resident here Gibbs?"

 
'Gibbs smiles and says,'

"No, no, Gibbs not from here. Gibbs from moutains. Gibbs come with circus. Gibbs does tricks for friends. Tricks like... THIS!!!"

'Kestrell is almost knocked back in his seat at the sudden volume of Gibbs's voice. Staring at the surprising man in consternation, the sorcerer notices Gibbs's eyes change for a moment, appearing reptilian, dragon-like for a couple of heartbeats... before the gobling blinks, and the effect is dispelled. Gibbs goes back to sipping his drink, smiling at Kestrell and all his new friends.'

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'Still holding the small keg over her shoulder, Wazzock scans the room for Myren. Unable to locate him, she bursts into the kitchen, one arm holding the keg, another on her hip announcing herself as she enters,' "Where is our dear Myren? Wazzock needs permission to tap this fine looking keg of ale! Can't be having anyone accused of stealing now can we?"

 
'The peat farmers sitting at the bar look to have already been served and shrug uncertainly when Wazzock asks after Myren. Pushing open the kitchen doors, the halforc enters the well kept cooking area to see a stout middle-aged woman with faded red hair stirring a large pot atop a stove, while a freckled girl in her late teens is busily kneading dough atop a centre bench top. Myren is nowhere to be seen, but the woman asks in a civil but clearly surprised voice,'

"Umm, the bar is back that way. Can I help you, Mr... err, Miss? If you're hungry, Barella and I will be bringing the stew out in about half an hour, fresh baked bread as well."

What's that? Tap the keg? Why would... wait, are you one of those swordsters that my Myren asked to help with the cellar? Well, if you are, then I'm sure that Myren would be just fine with you tapping a keg... one keg, at least. He'll be back shortly. He just had to pop out to the herb garden round back for me."

'Wazzock gives the women a big grin, her blue eyes sparkling.' "My thanks, Madame. Miss." She nods and heads back to the bar to start looking for a tap, while she wait's for Myren to return. She mumbles while she's rummaging around, "Hmm... maybe... here... aha!... wait no that's not..." 

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'Wazzock gives the women a big grin, her blue eyes sparkling.' "My thanks, Madame. Miss." She nods and heads back to the bar to start looking for a tap, while she wait's for Myren to return. She mumbles while she's rummaging around, "Hmm... maybe... here... aha!... wait no that's not..." 

 
'As Wazzock is rummaging around behind the bar, a few rough looking men and dwarves who smell of dirt and sweat look like they're about to object when Myren emerges through the kitchen door. Seeing the half-orc and the untapped keg upon the bar, the innkeeper hurries over and quickly produces a tap and mallet as if by magic. As the older man taps the keg and pours a cool amber draught for Wazzock, he asks,'

"Hey, good to see you back, Miss. My wife Brenna mentioned that you'd returned and needed help with a keg. Can't say as I recall throwing one in the deal, but as I did offer rooms, food and drink, I guess that it's fine for you and friends to share this one.

Of course, I've got your room keys here as well and your coin... if you can assure me that my cellar is once again safe and available for my use?"

'Wazzock nods,' "Ah, my thanks, friend Myren. And indeed, wasps large and small have been expunged from your cellar! We'll go down with you and have a look to ensure your satisfaction with a job well done shall we?" 'She takes a deep drink of the cool ale and swallows with a satisfied,' "Ahh... delicious. Oh, and you might want to have your walls and foundations looked at. The bard-man there found some holes looked like they might've been where the wasps got in."

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'Wazzock nods,' "Ah, my thanks, friend Myren. And indeed, wasps large and small have been expunged from your cellar! We'll go down with you and have a look to ensure your satisfaction with a job well done shall we?" 'She takes a deep drink of the cool ale and swallows with a satisfied,' "Ahh... delicious. Oh, and you might want to have your walls and foundations looked at. The bard-man there found some holes looked like they might've been where the wasps got in."

'Kestrell, looks up at the mention of the holes.'

"Yes, yes, holes in the walls!  I'm no bard though.  I knew a bard once, a sailor too.  A handsome fellow, I might add.  He sure could play a tune..."

'Kestrell drifts off in thought. '

"He had white horses, and ladies by the score, all dressed in satin, and waiting by the door.  What a lucky man, he was!"

'Kestrell shakes his head and brings his attention back to Wazzock and Myren.' "Or will be, no doubt!"

"Anyway, yes, let's go ensure your satisfaction.  The holes in the wall were in the room with the oak chest.  We did not touch your chest, mind you." 

'Wazzock waves a hand at Kestrell dismissively.' "Bah... bard, sorcerer, call yourself what you please, you charismatic types all have the same look about you." 'She shoots Kestrell a grin, with a twinkle in her eye.'

'Kestrell returns her grin with a laugh, and blushes and looks away.'

Alwin just sits at the table drinking his ale, those two were the better talkers anyways. He would most likely mess something up, he would just wait for them to come back to the table.

Pyro will pull Gibbs to the side and whispers

"So what did you find in the chest partner? Anything magical? Money"

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Pyro will pull Gibbs to the side and whispers

"So what did you find in the chest partner? Anything magical? Money"

 

 
'One of Gibbs's eyes studies Pyro carefully... while the other independently watches the others get up to follow Myren towards the cellar door. Standing to follow with his drink in hand, Gibbs whispers back,'

"Too early to say, sweet Pyro. Gibbs will examine my... our findings tonight, and let ye know tomorrow mornin'. For now, we'd best keep up with the others... and keep our examination of the chest secret. When we got down there, it was already unlocked... yes? right?!?"

[OOC] persuasion check: 22

[OOC] Insight 9

"I guess so, they can know later once you figure out what it is."

Pyro raises a hand wanting a high five.

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"I guess so, they can know later once you figure out what it is."

Pyro raises a hand wanting a high five.

 

 

 
'Gibbs smiles in the friendliest way that he can, pats his young ally's hand with his yellow-green clawed one, and then follows the party and Myren downstairs, keeping quiet and to the rear, but listening carefully to the words the others are speaking.'

[OOC] perception check 6

'As Kestrell follows Wazzock and Myren back down into the cellar he hollers to Alwin:'

"Alwin, let's go, mate!  We might need that sword and shield again!"

'Descending into the cellar once more, Myren allows your group to lead him to the back room, though as you pass the bodies of the two hound-sized wasps and the masses of dead dagger-length insects, the innkeeper's eyes go wide in alarm and he involuntarily makes a small *Eeep* sound. When you all stand amidst the barrels, boxes and crates of the rear store room looking up at the dozens of burrowed holes in the compromised walls and ceiling, the obviously concerned man twirls his mustache and says,'

"Well, erm, I suppose... Err, well, I guess that would explain how those things got in here. And you killed them all? Marvelous work! Well, you've all certainly earned those rooms and this here gold I promised you."

'The innkeep reaches into a pouch at his belt and draws the promised coin, as well as a number of ornate iron keys, which he distributes amongst you with a smile and nods of thanks, before looking back to the holes above,'

"I should have guessed that things would burrow down here one day. This great tree seems to take a fierce toll on the surrounding soil, turning it soft and loamy, perfect for burrowing I suppose. Hmm, I can probably get some hardwood slats from Nervil that'll cover those holes. Maybe even get Thurk to reinforce it with banded iron, just to be on the safe side. Hmm, yes that should do it! I'll send Brella over with the order this very afternoon.

Well, I'll have some cleaning to do down here tomorrow, but right now I've got a common room filling with thirsty customers, so I'd best be about it. I've agreed to let a couple of the circus folk entertain my patrons tonight as well, so that should be a treat."

'With that Myren turns to leave the cellar.'

 'Kestrell turns to Wazzock:'

"I never heard him promising any coin for this?"

'Kestrell inspects the coin, counting out how much he was paid.'

[OOC] Perception check to see if he notices the lock on the chest has been tampered with: 6

Alwin just hears Kestrell's call and shrugs as he heads down to receive his coin and room. After listening to the man he just smiles a little "That sh...sh...should be fu..fuu...fun" He just turns around and ascends the stairs to enjoy the hustle and bustle of the area above him.