<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><br/>The night continued with song and drink and even a brawl at the bar between two large men who laughed and hugged with each other after bloody noses and black eyes. Both Seo and Risti were allowed to see the creature in the back of the guild which was laid on a massive slab ready to be harvested in the morning. <br/><br/>The hours rolled on and the party was coming to an end with a lot of guild mates choosing the seats they drank at to be their bed for the night and wake up to pain and regret. Seo, Risti, Ahava and Takeshi did the smart thing and went to their own rooms, or others depending on what their needs craved.<br/><br/>Morning greeted the guild with a beautiful sunrise if anyone was awake early enough to see it and breakfast was well on its way to being cooked. One of the advantages the guild had was that fresh meat was always on the menu and provided a good hearty breakfast to those who had tasks that day.<br/><br/>The chimes of bells from the grand cathedral signalled the eighth hour of morning and the group with packed backpacks, armour and weapons were ready to set out to deal with this Ettin. Jora was leaning against the wall of the entrance of the guild waiting for his group.<br/><br/>"Mmm...don't you all look ready to be big heroes. Map and directions. Don't lose this please.<br/><br/>He pulled out a rolled up peice of parchment which if inspected had sketching of the local area and surrounding mountings with directions to the Tarvow Valley.<br/><br/></tt></strong></span></span></div>