"As much as I like the idea, it's quite inventive, it will be difficult for everyone to run a tavern and go on adventuring. It might be better for when things settle down a bit. With that, I am tired. Maybe we can look into it further tomorrow."

Kestrell nods. "Alright, I'll wait until tomorrow."

" Tomorrow then. Lets head home and get some rest."

When you make it back to Trollskull you find a Illuskan man waiting at a table inside. Lif is sitting one table over staring at the man. As you all walk in the man stands and bows to you all. "Good evening! My name is Emmek Frewn. If you have a few moments I'd like to discuss a business matter with you all."

As the man is introducing himself Vassa walks up from the basement, "Welcome home. Don't mind the beggar, he's just wanting us to give him the manor."

Emmek's face contorts at the insult but he quickly regains his composure. "I am no beggar I assure you. But I do seem to have offended Mr. Sunstar with my business proposition. As he alluded to, I would like to purchase this manor from you" Glancing at Vassa, Emmek adds, "at a fair price I assure you."

Phaedra scowls at him but then looks around at the rest of the group.

"This is a bit of a surprise to say the least."

Selinae holds her hands up, " Not my decision......though I'm pretty sure Mum has turned my room into a sewing room by now...."

"Same here" Elon says as he finds a place to relaxed "but I have grown fond of Lif.

Emmek reads the exhaustion several of your faces. "It seems this may not be the best of times." The man pulls a piece of folded paper from his coat pocket and places it on the table. "Here's my offer. I'll come back tomorrow to discuss further." Emmek then bowed and walked out of the manor.

Kestrell opens up the paper and reads it before passing it around to anyone else who might be interested.

Selinae ignores the paper she came late to this whole thing.

Phaedra watches him go.

"Well I am not sure what others think, but this is kind of our home. And besides, we have just put in the hard work AND funds to have it repaired. We are at the beginning of reaping what we have sowed, not having even cut down the first sprout."

Those of you who view the paper see the following figure written down:

Kestrell scoffs.  "That's ridiculous.  Let's ignore this chap.  Off to bed so we can get an early start in the morning."  

Everyone turns in and gets a good night's rest. You awake the next morning to the smell of bacon and syrup. When you come downstairs you find Jorn is helping Bason set up a breakfast spread  on the bar: pancakes, syrup, fruit, whipped cream, bacon and more. The kids are already seated and digging as Vassa looks over them with a warm smile.

Elon awakes and after his morning routine of cleaning himself up, he heads out to the main sitting area and finds a table to have his coffee.

Kestrell dons his gear and steps deftly down the stairs, drawn by the smell of coffee and cakes.  

He looks surprised when he sees the Aarakocra, but quickly knocks an arrow and draws his bow, pointing right at the stranger.  "What in the hell?  How did you get in here?  Speak quickly now, I haven't had my coffee yet."

OOC: buckyy2 - not sure you who you are or why you think you can just jump into our game, but please don't.

( OOC: Ignoring the interloper)

Selinae came downstairs and ruffled Kestrells hair, " Thats the kids, Silly Old Man. We knew they were here."

She smiled at Bason and asked for seconds as she demolished her first plate.

" So, Phaedra? Whats the plan for today?"

"Well back to see the Magistrate of cause. Hopefullyshe has some information for us and we'll, frankly i read her intentions well."

Kestrell wipes syrup from his lips, then goes back for seconds.  "Very well!  Let's go after breakfast."