The Snoring Dragon Inn

The Isle of Mist

"We reserved the best room for you." - Albegor.

Gwizdo has a look around the room not really buying it.

..Pfft, who would? Straw on the floor and just a couple of wooden stools?

And so a quiet night at the brotherhood begins.

"I like this spartan lifestyle. No frills, it's ideal for cocentration." - Lian-Chu

"Hmmng..Y'Dont say?" - Gwizdo, who obviously has a crick in his back.

Gwizdo then turned to face the other way.

"I feel sorry for those old men. It's weird, maybe it's just the candle light..." - Lian-Chu

"..But, I got the feeling Albegor has aged since we got here." - Lian-Chu

Gwizdo looking pretty positive that he won't get any sleep.

"Say Gwizdo, Can you explain your plan to me? Since it's complicated and all.." - Lian-Chu

"Lian-Chu, There is no complicated plan." - Gwizdo

"I just said that to impress the clients!" - Gwizdo

"So they think they're getting their moneys worth. Ya get it?" - Gwizdo