Magnar, Kalik, Maven, and Hogan sat at the table in the common room, enjoying a last round of mulled wine next to the cozy fire. Their ten days underground had not hastened spring’s weather conditions. The night outside was misty and chill, with an intermittent drizzle. Every time someone opened the door to the Oak and Olive Inn, the draft cut through the warmth of the room, and carried the smell of winter as far as the table of adventurers. When the last glass was emptied, the four comrades got up, waved goodnight to Zimudar the Inn owner, and retired to Hogan’s room to discuss the plan and the items Hogan and Maven were going to carry to Sulphur Bay.
Hogan locks the door once everyone is inside. He moves to bed and sits on the corner with his pack by his feet. “Well as we were talking about earlier it might be a good time to get rid of some of this stuff with Maven’s material exchange specialist in Sulphur Bay. It would normally take about 3 days to travel there and another 3 back, depending on how you decided to travel. I can create two Phantom steeds that can get us there in a few hours. So, if we leave early we can get there, spend the day selling everything we need at the best prices we can and just stay the night. I will prepare the spell the next morning and we can be back here about time for brunch.” He looks down as he starts to open his pack. “We really just need to decide on what we will be selling and what we want to keep.”
The room contains another bed, a small table, and two chairs. A lantern hangs from a ceiling chain and there is a fat beeswax candle in a simple candleholder nailed to the table. The shutters are closed on the bedroom’s single small window, keeping the cold night at bay.