There are easily two dozen customers in this great room. It's large and cheerful with high ceilings and natural tree trunk pillars support the ceiling overhead, all dark with smoke and age. There are several rough hewn tables and benches, with chairs and a main bar area as well. There is a great fireplace opposite the front door with a roaring fire warming all inside.
A large, smiling woman greets you all. She looks like the woman on the sign outside, plus twenty years and many more pounds. She is cheerfully tells you to take a seat anywhere as she brings a heaping pewter plate of venison and kidney pie with steaming root vegetables to a table of hungry patrons. Several barmaids and potboys circulate, bringing viands and drink, taking away the empty plates and flagons, stoking the fire, and so forth.
A large man with a mass of brown hair is at the bar and responds
Grimulf with,
We got all kinds of strong stuff here, lad. We've got ale, beer and mead, all in our regular and extra special varieties. We also have a few choice wines, some brandies and a nice liqueur, although I'm not sure you're up for it. Your partner there already ordered a round for your table, so sit back, enjoy your ale, and think about what you're gonna chase it with. And don't forget to fill that belly with food so you can take in more drink, he ends with a wink.
You all seat at a large circular table that easily holds the lot of you. A barmaid swings by with seven ales in wooden tankards and disappears. Finally the smiling goodwife returns, and asks for your order. At this time of day there are but two options, the plain supper or the elaborate one. You saw the plain supper being served earlier.
Actions?Hit points and marching orderGrimulf 11/11
--Rilo 9/9
Effric 8/8
--Calthas 8/8
Tavin 5/5
Cayden 6/6
--Thurwin 5/5