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Madtrixr:
Looking as the barkeep descended, and then Graven, Norian then turns back to his party-mates, and shrugs "Well, at least we can get a good rest...Waitaminute. I never DID get my summons back from that guard, did we? Oh well, we can hopefully get it back tomorrow. In the meantime, anybody else want to do anything in particular before we lay our heads to rest?"

S.K. Ren:
Adis sighed and slumped against a wall, however a growl from his stomach interrupted even this rest. Heading downstairs he saw Graven talking to the barkeep. Great...
Taking a seat near the two, he pulled out a small book. I guess I'll prepare for tomorrow then, he thought.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)Spells Prepared
Encounter: Ray of Enfeeblement
Daily: Freezing Cloud

Also Tavana, because I only had access to PHB1 when I first created my character, Now that I have access to more resources I would like to change my human starting trait from Coordinated Explosion to Bitter Cold if that's ok with you.

fwoop:
Nori Nori Nori!
*Rah runs up to Nori*
You talk to Peelor lots! Is he no sleeps here? Is he dog mebbe, sleep outside? I no seen Peelor yet! Where is he?

Gargulec:
Karan looked with confusion at the smaller door for a couple of seconds, before she realized why she was given a separate room. Apparently she was very exhausted, and not exactly entirely conscious.

'Oh, thank you' she mumbled, slowly entering the room prepared for her. Her moves were clumsy now, devoid of all the fluidity she displayed in combat.

To your amusement, while getting through the door, she tripped over the doorstep. For a few second she tried to catch her balance back, but finally overexertion and enormous blade strapped to her back overcame her, and with a loud sound, she fell to the floor, apparently loosing the any reminders of her consciousness on her way down, for she did not even try to get back, just falling asleep where she lied.

Tavana:
"You may call me Aldus, Warforged. As to your friend's papers...Darien may be a fool, but he won't lose them. I expect Eoffram...well, sorry. Councilmember Eoffram Troyas will want to speak with you tomorrow, no doubt. He'll either have your papers or know how to get them. Either that or my wife will give his wife hell, and something will get done. Don't worry too much about it, Warforged. You've taken care of us and we repay our debts."

"And her name was Sojar." His brow creases slightly, but he continues "Ah, yes. The Red Hand. That I can tell you a little, but you'd be better to ask Javil over at the Hall of Great Valor. Basically, about ten years ago we had a group of Hobgoblins band together to form what they called the Red Hand. Around these parts they called it the Red Hand of Doom. The wanted to wipe out all the major cities of the area, and they decided to start with Brindol since we're the biggest. We had a bit of help from some of your lot, and a few others. You can have a look over at the Hall when it gets light. We managed to bag us some of their armor and whatnot. It's sorta become the local legend."

His eyes glaze over for a moment, and he shakes his head to steady himself "If those Hobbies in me bar tonight said what I thought they said, and they're trying to bring back the Hand...well, they've got a long way to go. Couldn't even trash a pub without losing a dozen fighters."

Aldus sighs a long and regretful sigh, and ventures to place his hand on Graven's shoulder. "I understand you must have a lot of questions. I hear your minds don't remember things quite like ours do. But my wife will be fidgeting wondering where I am. If you want to ask me anything else I'll get up extra early to chat with you - I hear you lot don't hardly sleep at all anyhow."
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Each bed has a parcel atop it, with a portion of salted meat and a small loaf of bread. Meager, perhaps, but the town wasn't exactly bustling for business at this time of year.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)Karan will wake up a with a retroactive class change to Barbarian, as discussed on IRC and elsewhere.
RP as much as you'd like from this point, plot will continue in the morning.

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