"Yes my large friend! Torhild was one of the mightiest dwarves ever, and were to return his axe to his heirs...". He shakes his head in disbelief. "I've been studying this for years and I'm positive I know where it is. I have all the details in my diary! I keep it hidden away so people can't steal my life's work. Drannin, me cousin, for one. If ye help me, I'll show you all once we are on our way. I can offer a sum of 1000 gold for your aid, plus anything else you find you can keep."

Fionula

"Um, not to be a drag on the quest, but is that a thousand gold for the group? Because I hardly know these guys," she smiles apologetically at Klong, "And also, can we see the diary now, before some giant eagle comes down and carries you away and then we have to find this Drannin guy? 'Cause I've seen that happen. Only it was a really big bat. And a Halfing. No offense," she looks at Kelvin. "Nice tiara, by the way."

Gargosh looks positively scandalized and offended. "I'd set my diary on fire 'fore I let Drannin have it." Recovering himself, he continues: "I'm not going anywhere lass. I'll be here first light tmw. I won't risk ma research out in the open without protection. On payment, I suppose we can negotiate. What do you propose? Keep mind I'm an historian, not a princeling"

Fionula

"Weeeell... there're five of us, if you count the gnome with the shy bladder, and I'd really prefer to have some guarantee for my time... let's say a hundred each to start, in the morning, then 200 apiece if we deliver, after? You've already seen us in action, as it were, so you know what you're getting. And my big friend here gets to swing the axe a few times before we hand it over."

Persuasion: 12

Klong nods and smiles, happy to let Fionula direct the conversation about payment.

Fil will also hang back and let Fi go about negotiating for payment. 

"So 1500 total it is? It empties me out but this is my life's work. Deal. Meet me here at dawn!"

Gargosh gets up and with a little skip in his step, goes upstairs

"Fun times! Who wants tell story to Klong first? What bring you here?"

Klong looks around at Fi, Fil, and the two smallfolk if they are around?

Fionula

Before Gargosh gets up from the table, Fionula produces a small knife, "Just a moment! I need a small bit of hair, I get some from all of my employers. A finger or a leg is better, but a lock of hair will do." With a disarming smile, she leans in gently and snips a small lock of his hair. Not his beard, dwarves are particular about their beards, even weird historian dwarves. "In case we lose you, so we can find you."

Then, once he is gone, she tucks the lock of hair away, and turns to her new friends. "You can call me Fi." She says it like "fee" which makes sense, given what she just did.

Fionula

When Klong asks for stories, she says, "Oh, I've got a lot of stories... but none of them are true."

Fil shrugs. "I am on a vacation of sorts from Cormyr. I decided to venture west and discover the forests and animals. I like discovering new species and bringing them back to the Royal Mage for documentation. How about everyone else?"

Klong nods. "'Klong like to collect stories. Find interesting places, do fun things. Sometimes fight, sometimes not. Want to play someday for Court of Summer Queen!"

Fionula

She downs one drink, whatever it is, then stands up. "Hey, I gotta go do a thing. Don't wait for me, tell your very interesting stories. Klong can practice telling them back to me later, so I won't miss a thing. I'll be back in ten." Then she goes to talk to Dale.

Once the dwarf is out of sight, Glim shuffles out of the washroom toward the table, bumping into Fionula on the way. "Ah hah, I knew it!" he says with a self-satisfied monosyllabic laugh, continuing uninterrupted toward the others.

"So, we're going to a tomb to find a thing?" he says, actually sounding interested in something for the first time all evening. "I do enjoy tombs. Dark and quiet. Well, not so much the last one we were in, with all those banshees. Had a headache for days; had to take a break from business. Kelvin here was hopeless without me there, weren't you?" he says, elbowing the halfling in the arm. "Kelvin? You've been oddly quiet, for you. That woman have your tongue?" he chuckles, gesturing toward Fionula with his head, then lowers his voice and says to Kelvin out of the side of his mouth, "You see, I told you it was an illusion. She's just a warlock, not a doppelgänger."

Overhearing the exchange, Klong interjects. "Hmm, pretty sure this not doppelgänger. Klong drink that before, it more sweet and malty. This taste like dwarven red." Klong tips his stein to show the reddish color of his beverage.

Fil nods as he peers inside Klong's cup. "That looks good. I will have a dwarven red!"

Fionula

The girl takes a room key from Dale, and heads upstairs, bumping into Glim on the way.

Dale walks over to your group arms open wide. "Listen ol' Dale here owes you some gratitude. That thing there would surely have left more than a broken door if you hadn't been here. I've had the missus sort out rooms for the bunch of you tonight, no charge"

"It no problem. Without Dale place, Klong have to play at Fancy Vine. That place no fun music," responds Klong. He claps Fil on the back. "How you like red, bearman?"

Fionula

Fi comes back downstairs after about half an hour, sitting back down and finishing someone else’s drink. “What’d I miss?”

OOC > Feel free to RP while she isn’t here, I just wanted to note her return before everyone headed to bed.