<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c4/2e/4a/c42e4a96012522e6906f7e0b22f7c153.jpg)</div><br/><br/>The young man is in front of the two women.   Unfortunately, Meeza size blocks Hellhound from getting a good look.  If he had,  he would have recognized the young man that had raced past them a few days back and had stopped to take a long look at them.    He also does not see the scroll.   That the young man has open.   Songbird does, as she is caught off guard.  He says something in a language neither understand.   A magical language of witches.    A ripple of magic goes over Songbird.   Then the scroll crumbles into ash and the ash falls to the ground.  With that the young man pushes past and heads through the inn to the stars and upstairs to his room.<br/><br/>Songbird is not sure what happened.  Nothing untold,  she remembers the young man that had stopped.   But she is too giddy to care.   She on this trip is becoming a woman,  her heart is full and bursting with emotions.    Meeza not a spell caster, would dismiss it, nothing had happened outwardly.   She let Songbird relieve herself first and then would have her bend over and she would inspect her anal pucker rim hole that is still gaping to ensure that it has not been torn.<br/><br/>Snokins while they throw daggers answers the questions from Hellhound.<strong>"Name, oh we were all members of the Pathfinder society.   I actually double as local agent in this town now since retiring from adventuring.    There was a fourth,  But rest his spirit.   We lost Greiolos in our very last adventure.   Stupid elf,  had go and die."</strong>You can see he misses his friend.   The named fourth of the group that is not there.<br/><br/>Morty had come out and over hears the last part.   He adds in.<strong>"It was his own fault, always bitch we were going to leave him all alone, karma."</strong>The orc says, as he leans against the bar and watches the dagger throwing contest.<br/><br/>Commoner one  6 to hit the center<br/>Commoner two  17  to hit the center.<br/>Snokins a critical failure he missed the board.<br/><br/>What he finds out is its a drinking game.   Each one buys six drinks.   Everyone that  is not the closes to the center loses and drinks one of the mugs in front of them. And each losing gives one copper piece to the winner of the throw.  So on the first throw. Hellhound wins.<br/><br/>AS the others are drinking up and pushing a copper piece his way for winning the round.   Songbird and Meeza come back in.<br/><br/>"Can I throw, master?  Oh! And you didn't tear me."<br/><br/>Snokins gets a nostril full ale and Morty bursts out a deep laugh.   Meeza just smiles, while the two commoners miss what it means in the last part of what Songbird had said.