- After breakfast we went back to the Crooked House Inn to get some rest. That afternoon we had lunch at the Inn and talked with Tarquin the Inn’s owner. We discussed how he fell into a “great deal” on the building because of its state of disrepair, and that all he would have to do is convince people it was safe. Well he must have succeeded because business is good.
- We passed time walking around the Midnight Muddle, as this neighborhood of Greyhawk is dubbed. There are a few interesting shops we will have to come back and check out once we have moved into our house!
- When we were through taking in the sights, sounds, and unfortunately some of the smells of the Midnight Muddle. We then returned to the crooked house grabbed some dinner and headed to bed for the night.
- At some point in the middle of the night we were awoken by screams. Being the adventurers we are, we took up arms, and responded right away. We charged down from the third floor to find a crowd gathered around the bar. And we were greeted by some mad man shouting, ” there they are, they’re the ones that did it!”
- We didn’t attempt to get into any kind of fight with innocent people, but we also were not allowed by those same people to help Tarquin. He laid on the floor behind the bar dying.
- We stood by and waited for the authorities to arrive, hoping some way for reason to be heard. But all that was heard was a couple of “eye witnesses”, that say we were the ones that attacked Tarquin. So we spent the night locked in a dungeon cell.
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