"you know, Losse, instead of risking being chased out of this inn should someone else notice your.... hobby, you might want to watch and learn given that this really is the cozyest Inn I have ever been to."
"Here we go again," thought Farael. "First you get merry, then you get curious and then you get philosophical. You are drunk my friend, and you should bite your tounge hard before you start making promises to this lady. She is a thief, and it could all very well be an elaborate plan to steal..." Then his thoughts trailed off as he could not think anything she could steal from him besides a little money.
Taking a big bite of something that resembled the potatoes his aunt used to prepare for him, Farael nodded his head, as he listened to Losse's words.
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I prepared Explosive Runes this morning.
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