Escape at Last?

It was a bright sunny day. The clouds streamed across the sky in long rolls, like a baker's platter before cooking. They were on some sort of roof-lounge. Lined with wrought iron, with red grooves on the roof below. Thirty feet below that was a courtyard with tinkling fountains, rose bushes and gazebos. The three really couldn't see any farther then that. Stone walls and more red-grooved roofs blocked their view of pretty much anywhere else in all directions.

It wasn't clear how to get off of the roof but Belboz noticed a paticularly high fountain near one corner of the roof. They could jump to the top and make their way down. He pointed this out to the group, and Astra scratched her head. "This... it's the same."

"We are free!" exclaimed Minestus with a grin. "And of course its the same, it's the same place you were at before."

They made their way down via the fountain. After reaching the ground, a middle-aged man, a young man and a young woman, dressed as one might expect inn staff to be dressed, walked up to Astra, Minestus, and Belboz. They did not seem at all put out by Astra's nudity.

"Greetings," the older man said. "I am called Will, and these are Phil and Lil. We have many visitors here, but few of them arrive via the roof."

"How we came to be there is a long story," Astra said. She then shook her head. What was going on?!

"Which we'd be happy to tell you over a pint of your best ale," Belboz put in. "This is the Enterprising Inn, isn't it?"

1. "It is indeed," Will said. "And if you've a good enough tale to tell, then the drinks will be on the house."
2. "Oh no..." said Astra, "it's happening again, but on a grander scale!" She is shushed by Minestus, but Will wanted to know what she was talking about.

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