Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161229041106/@comment-24530992-20170109125125

Gracefulchicken wrote: The Barkeep brought them imto a back room, yelling at someone to take over for him. The backroom of the Bar was oddly well kept, and housed very little dishes or alcohol. Instead, there were a slew of carpets, differing in color and size, that covered the whole room. The barkeep went over to one of the carpets and pulled it back, revealing a trap door with several keys.

"Every carpet's got at least one of these. Confuses the authorities long enough for us to evacuate." he said, sliding a key into the door and opening it.

"Impressive. Wise for an operation of this size." Elric noted as he followed the barkeep underground.

The trapdoor led to the common room, which branched off into the dorms, the smeltery and forge, and the mess hall. All were fit for maybe ten at most.

"So, what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from Elric Nalon?" the Barkeep jested, before pointing to the severed head of a thief, stuck on a pole in the common room.

"Bastard came by horseback and delivered the news that they had turned, and told us it was our 'duty' to do the same. Killed him where he stood." he smiled.

"Barbaric, but appreciated." Elric replied. "Shouldn't expect anything else," the Breton replied. "Oh, excuse me. I'm Stauntax Jollamont. You may have heard about me."