<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Weom/barbarian-stern-sternum.jpg)</div><br/>With the slap on the arse, Weom smiled “Love you too Storm and yes weapons of all shapes and sizes.” He remarked with a warm smile. He then went into more detail about how he had come across such information but first he felt it necessary to start at the beginning. It was more for him at this point as it helped him to remember. So he coughed to clear his throat and began to inform. “While you were all doing whatever it was that you were doing and while I was drinking some of the fine ale at this establishment,” he turned to the group as he said this and then Princess and then finally back to the group “a dwarf, who called himself Forgar, I think, spoke to me about acquiring papers or indeed any sort of identification, to seek an audience with the bat. After being introduced to his assumed business partner, a few minutes into our conversation, a Halfling called Gunfar, suggested that they could help us in this. I think that was his name as it was what Forgar called him. Well sort of.”<br/><br/>He then paused for a moment as he seemed to be getting confused. Once he had his head on straight, he carried on. “To conclude it was decided that I or indeed we should go via Forgar’s Forge on the morrow as it was Gunfar who suggested he would ‘set us up’ as he put it during the visit.”  Then he remembered something else. “Oh yes you asked about weapons didn’t you? Apparently they have contacts in regard to new armour or weaponry too so perhaps that is something that might tickle your fancy. I’ll shut up now as I have spoken for too long and my head hurts.”