"Life is good Max, I am glad this festival is over. Those hobbits are a little to happy for my liking but they don't bother anyone. Anyway I'm glad the town is quiet. Hopefully with the festival over the crimes end but I have a feeling things are going to get worse before they get better"

I fear you are right I can't seem to shake this feeling that something
evil is looming over this town.

A group of wolves howl in the background as lightning occurs followed by a loud thunder that made Borimor jump. It begins to rain heavy and the howling sounds of wind make a tree branch hit one of the taverns window.
Borimor goes to the fireplace and throws some wood into it. He then gets it started as it begins to give a nice warm flame and the sounds of crackling is heard from it.
With a small sigh he gives another round of drinks to everyone before going back to change a wooden barrel of Goblin's Brew for a new one.

*Onumorid hears wolves howl in the distance. He debates weather he should go investigate. As tempting as the thought of adventure and the possibility of killing someone, anyone... He decides to remain at the inn.*

max welcomes the rain he finds the sound of rain very relaxing.

*Slowly, a figure in a corner seat starts to appear, as if out of nowhere, the invisibility tonic is wearing off, and you see Barbus, still in a trance waking up, eyes snap open wide and bright yellow*

What is that I smell? Something familliar coming from the kitchen. I'll have an order of that please barkeep.

Good Evening everybody.

Good evening to you Barbus how are you this fine day

*the sound of wolves thunder and rain are very relaxing to onumorid*

"Hello Barbus nice of you to wake up and join us"

Well, Max, it is a good evening, however I am not well, it would be a better evening if I was drunk, I am suffering from too much blood in my alcohol stream.

I was always here, just resting my eyes.. *grins a lil knowing he was completely out of it* A storm tonight huh? where was the rain when I was nearly shot down last night?

"The festival is over yet the town still seems very troubled"

Barkeep Bring a drink for my good friend Barbus

Thanks Max, I appreciate that.

The town is troubled? When isn't it? I have been seeing strange things lately, I flew off to the north the other day, and noticed that since the Royal Guard is busy chasing their tails here, other towns are going un-protected, there is pandemonium to the north, no thanks to the goings on here. I wouldn't even walk down the streets out there without a fireball handy, it is too dangerous.

And right they are to be troubled As a rogue myself I can tell you that who ever is behind this crimes spree Is very skilled

As I sit high upon my ledge watching ,not sure if I should venture out, for the feelings of danger are still strong,the storm is un nerving and the wolves howl is making me cring,but the empty feeling in the pit of my stomach is strong. I fly to a lonely Conner of the bar,Barkeep may I please have some food
and a drink. I look around the room cautionally! For I know not anyone here.

*Onumorid hears the flutter of the pixie and sees her in the corner. Thinks about crushing her like a bug. Decides she is harmless and leaves her be*

see the pixie walks over *Hello there little one my name is Max pleased to meet you*

Skills, no skills, either way they bleed, and I'm going to make em bleed, this town doesn't deserve to be tormented so. I will get to the bottom of this problem once and for all, there have been too many people running around trying to solve the case, there have been Knights, Royal guardsman, and other vigilantes running around, nobody with a nose for evil like mine

Boromir serves everyone their drinks and meals for the night quickly before disappearing in the kitchen to have some food for himself also.

(( due to complications beond my control, I will be on later, I have to sign off immediately, I shall return soon, sorry ))