The stern looking man had been in Tetera for days just walking around and sitting in the tavern. The town had began to grow suspicious of him, but left him be. Everyday he would set at the docks for hours and then spend long hours sitting in the Golden Griffin Tavern. This particular night the owner of the tavern, Rock, a portly balding dwarf, came to his table. Setting a bottle of Elvin wine down he leaned in,"hey friend you been here for days and I got to know. What are you doing here?" The stern man furrowed his brow let out a humf," If you may know I came here looking for a friend, maybe you heard of him his picture is posted all over town," "Solomon the priest,? he is missing," corrected dwarf." Now if you can't point me in his direction then be gone and leave me be or you will rue the day you crossed me." Popping the cork from the wine he began to sip the from the bottle and watch the now shocked dwarf waddle back to the bar.
The town now settled down for the night awaiting whatever the next day would bring.
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