A tavern respite
Boo visits a local store
Treats for everyone!
I wasn’t sure about these guys, at first, but they are connected in Newport! They know the governor personally, the town calls them the champions of the Elven Queen regata (or some such), and they have a private booth in the best tavern in town.
I gotta send a fruit basket to m’lady for this assignment. It is waay better than the three months I spent with the wuiger-cult lizard-men. Though, I did learn how to strip out a crockolisk and convert it into a shelter and observation platform. But that is a different story.
Tonight was filled with drink, stories, making connections and team bonding. Boo disappeared for a couple of hours and came back with glowing pouches full of med supplies, from a nearby magic shoppe. I was right. We gotta start swapping stories.