After about twenty minutes, a woman enters with a tray of food. She keeps her eyes downcast and exits in a hurry. She must be a member of the tavern's staff.
While Xavic eats the food, he thinks of a way to get Gor'El and escape in case things with Dror go bad.
Sorry. *The Scavenger notices that the man seems rather nervous.* "Sir, is there a way that I could purchase some food somewhere in the area?"
OOC: Don't worry about it.
IC: The man shrugs. "With the war and all, there aren't too many people selling right about now. You could try the Mercenary Village, I suppose. Of course, I might be able to help you out, with the permission of my, erm, guests. I'm sure they told you we're closed, but I don't see any harm in selling you some of my surplus goods."
The soldier who brought him scowls. "I'll go ask the general." He leaves.
Sorry. *The Scavenger notices that the man seems rather nervous.* "Sir, is there a way that I could purchase some food somewhere in the area?"
OOC: Don't worry about it.
IC: The man shrugs. "With the war and all, there aren't too many people selling right about now. You could try the Mercenary Village, I suppose. Of course, I might be able to help you out, with the permission of my, erm, guests. I'm sure they told you we're closed, but I don't see any harm in selling you some of my surplus goods."
The soldier who brought him scowls. "I'll go ask the general." He leaves.
metaknightfan4: Do you want to stay with this? (again) Maybe it's my fault for not following up on this.
The soldier returns. "He gives his permission. You may buy whatever extra food he has."
After about twenty minutes, a woman enters with a tray of food. She keeps her eyes downcast and exits in a hurry. She must be a member of the tavern's staff.
While Xavic eats the food, he thinks of a way to get Gor'El and escape in case things with Dror go bad.
Out of nowhere, he hears a knock on the door. "It's Dror. May I come in?"
Out of nowhere, he hears a knock on the door. "It's Dror. May I come in?"
Xavic grunts an affirmative, when the general comes in he asks "What is it?".
"I wanted to ask the name of your leader. Lexos has not responded to my message, so I want to go directly to him. Also, there's someone here I think you should see. He arrived just a little bit ago."
Xavic grunts an affirmative, when the general comes in he asks "What is it?".
"I wanted to ask the name of your leader. Lexos has not responded to my message, so I want to go directly to him. Also, there's someone here I think you should see. He arrived just a little bit ago."
"Darthraxx, he is my king, commander and lord. Take me to him." Xavic stands.
"I wanted to ask the name of your leader. Lexos has not responded to my message, so I want to go directly to him. Also, there's someone here I think you should see. He arrived just a little bit ago."
"Darthraxx, he is my king, commander and lord. Take me to him." Xavic stands.
"Thank you. I will address my next letter to him. Follow me." He is led to one of the nearby rooms, where he finds Valithor tied up in the bed.
