Black Moon Rising
Gottri's last beer of the morning
Gottri finds himself in the Seven Bells much like he does most mornings, afternoons, and nights. Currently he’s sober trying to change that by drinking and having breakfast in a place he’s used now for some time as a makeshift office for his mercantile dealings. Asking the barmaid Betty for another Ale to wash down the rest of his breakfast has him hearing Betty whisper to him to check for the message at the bottom of his ale when she serves him another round. Gulping down the ale in one go Gottri finds a wax bit of parchment rolled up in the tankard with a rough sketch of the Crown’s Square, a sigil of the Illuminated Brotherhood, a picture of a man in a Turban and orders to escort him to the Collegum Arcana.
Grabbing his gear and sliding out of his usual place in the tavern had him nodding to Betty to square up his tab later as he headed out to do a job, for when the Illuminated Brotherhood asks a task of you… as a dwarf, you do it.
The early morning had a boggy rain in the Crown’s Square just outside the tavern and Gottri going to his pony to get the rest of his gear where it was boarded, if they were calling on him to escort someone it meant there was probably trouble. Although it was faster and cheaper to talk things out Gottri wasn’t the type that wouldn’t get someone to sit down and shut up by knocking their block clean off as he pulled his two handed ax from his load and moved into the square which considering the time of day and the rain was surprisingly crowded more so than usual. With no festival he could recall going on he grumbled and made his way through the more than usual masses in the square looking for his quarry.