Chuckles
Wielder of the murder spoon
Hopsek starts to lead the group toward the Turtle Island Tavern. Taverns were always a good place to start asking about people around town. “Find Vrail friend. Doesn’t know him, Hopsek sees saurian, this way, maybe they know. Maybe turtle tavern? Maybe? Or the temple? Maybe Rah Kriian prays? Maybe Rah Kriian reads... library? Your friend, reads?” Hopsek waved his hands as his train of thought spilled out of his mouth. “Follow Hopsek, go to Turtle. City dwellers talk, drink, we start there?” the last sentence fell somewhere between a statement and a question as Hopsek continued to walk.
dr xenon
dr xenon