You all awaken to a new beautiful Day on the coast.

Snardka is fixing breakfast in the kitchen and there are no odd events overnight.

Surprisingly there are a fair number of locals in the tavern and many are drinking coffee chatting.  Perhaps it is the Saturday morning place to be in town.

Eddie is taking breakfast order and Snardka is struggling to keep up.

Jenouise went to the man taking orders. ”I would like one of everything and the biggest mug of coffee you have, please. I will return momentarily.”

She went outside to her wagon. It was locked but she did not have the key. Now where had that key gotten itself when it ran off. She went back into the Inn and tried to remember. She had a lot of ale the night before. A LOT! She went to the same fellow. ”Do you know where the key to my wagon might have gotten? It seems to have run off. Oh maybe my new sailor friend has it.”

She went back to her room and shook Sailor Friend awake. ”Good morning sleepy head. I enjoyed the sex last night very much. Do you know where my key had gotten? It seems to have run off.”

Rubus, thankful somebody paid for his room, sits patiently until the flood of orders abates. The staff already is more than busy enough. Besides, he can call upon the Messiah to provide.

Ligeia, snappishly awaiting her first cup of invigoration, jangles a certain set of keys until the indiscreet clown responds.

I am ready to tackle on this mission. May the Gods protect us.

The sailor did not know where the keys were. She went back down to the main room. She sat beside Ligeia and pouted. ”My keys have run away.” She looked like she was going to cry.

 Looks at Ligeia.. Looks at Jenousie and shrugs

I'm in!

Where's Gorn?

Enjoying the benefit of a long night's sleep, light is coming through the window before he finally rises and heads downstairs. Stumbling as he reaches the bottom of the stairs, he grabs the banister before continuing on. Looking around the room he sees the rest of the group and slowly makes his way to their table. "Good morning." as he looks around the table. "Has Rubus passed on the information we received from the priest?"

Rubus exclaims Better check the wagon! He hastens to do so: Is it there? Is it intact?

Still jingling the keys, now in front of the licentious lady's nose, Ligeia shakes her head.

"I would feel better prepared if I were more skilled in certain arts--favored by killers and looters--not to put too fine a point on it."

When Eddie has a free moment, she places her breakfast order and then doubles it for Rubus.
This message was last edited by the player at 21:45, Sat 06 June 2020.

In reply to Gorn (msg # 8):

Hmmm what did the preist tell ya, Rubus?

Looks around furtively in the tavern to see if anyone meets Ligeia's requirements.

 Hmmm maybe Jenouise could set you up an interview with her "sailor boy", I bet he knows somebody who fits your needs. 

 She look disapprovingly at Jenousie.

[Rubus is outside looking at/for the wagon.]

The wagon is in the stables where Jenousie left it yesterday. The stablehand has the mule out in a pen feeding him. He waves to you.  Nothing else outside seems to be going on.