Gioria never skips a beat, and favors you with a conspiratorial smile when you mention finding a bedmate. Once you finish speaking, though, she leans in to whisper in your ear.<br/><br/>"Jus-t so ya know... Stumpy says that there's a poster come in from tha Old Man..." Gioria's eyes shift over to the wall, and back. "He said he ain't gon-na post it just yet, though. It must be re-al high pro-file... with all the punks gone, I think he's wai-ting to get some of the other stuff ta-ken down, lest it be for-gotten."<br/><br/>The "Old Man" is A'phor Togali, the retired Wizard who is the town's unofficial patron and guardian. You never once saw him during your days as a guard, but rumors abounded. People claimed he was a fake, people claimed he was a demigod... in your first meeting, Fred said something about him being "20th level," and when you asked him what that meant, he mumbled something about a "fourth wall" and fell asleep. He was really drunk. No matter what people say, though, he is widely respected and, in some cases, feared for the deeds he has done in the town. If the dwarf had posted that job while the majority of the sell-swords were still in town... blood would have been shed over the chance.<br/><br/>Gioria rocks back again and continues talking in a normal voice, as if nothing had happened. "As to being bored... Sure, it's quiet, but that means no drunken fools" her eyes dart to Fred "... almost no drunken fools, and plenty of time to work on my recipes... in fact!"<br/><br/>Gioria had never mentioned recipes before... but she gives you no chance to ask. She pulls a napkin out of her shift and sets it down, immediately scribbling out a list of ingredients and instructions. After what seems like a meager two seconds of writing, she twists the napkin around so you can see it. Judging by the ingredients, it definitely doesn't look like a recipe for honey cakes...<br/><br/>((Please roll a Spellcraft check.))