Back on the Road

I sigh, as Lord Richard goes about making his preparations. I do want to help in any way I can, I'm just not sure how,exactly. About 20 minutes later, Lord Richard emerges wearing a sturdy set of travelling clothes, with a sword belted to his side. Hardly the picture of nobility. "I may be old, but I was quite the fighter in my day." he says.

Still, he dosen't quite fill me with confidence that we'll be able to beat off a raiding party. I think for a moment, then make a suggestion. "The mercenary who brought me here, Teran, is familiar with the Artazian capital. Perhaps we should recruit him for our cause?"

"We'll have to find him first." Lord Richard points out.

"He dropped me off here about an hour ago." I think for a minute, then smile. "Lord Richard, where is the nearest tavern?"

"About five miles from here. Why?"

"That's where we'll find Teran."

Outside, at the castle's stables, we board a rather rickety coach, with the old soldier as the driver, and set off, leaving Castle De Freydair abandoned behind us. About an hour later, we reach the the tavern.

1. Sure enough, Teran is inside, laughing loudly, surrounded by empty bottles and barmaids.
2. There's no sign of Teran. I guess we'll have to continue on without him.
3. As I search the crowded bar, my robe catches on something and is pulled away, revealing my scant outfit underneath and drawing a lot of unwanted attention to myself.

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