<div class="floatright"><strong>Thurok</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2353274)<br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/1e/7f/f8/1e7ff8988b2a0d5c0012fe48011cf873.jpg)</div><strong>HP:</strong>26<strong>AC:</strong>15<br/><strong>Time/Place:</strong>Early evening, Suzail, The Golden Goblin Tavern<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>None (any welcome)<br/><strong>Condittions/Effects:</strong>None<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Get tavern, grab chair and offer beer for seat to half-elf and take look around (white/silver haired man, around 50's); Spot: 15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151240)<br/><hr/><br/>Thurok had arrived in Suzail with a merchant ship, where he hired himself as a sellsword. The trip had been uneventful and thus payment was small, but it was a free trip otherwise and the food was not worst than what he had eaten with the crew. Once he saw the city and the hefty traffic, he was bedazzled a bit. Westgate was not this noisy nor lively, especially with hundreds and perhaps thousands of bards flooding into the city! Display strange instruments and street performances. Albeit Westgate was a big city as well, but it was an entirely different place compared to this.<br/><br/><em>"Somewhere, in that mess and chaos, is my good-for-nothing father."</em><br/><br/>He had experience for some amount of tracking people in the city, not expert but knowing basics. So he asks in rough common where find noisiest and most lively place in the city, was told go the golden goblin. He heads there and confirms what others warned about; it definitely was lively and there was a long line of bards waiting to go to the stage. So good place to look for his father and get info if needed. As no doubt every rumor passes through here. However finding a seat and table was difficult, only one table with one half-elf staring into an empty mug was left. Thurok approaches the table, taking a chair and turning it around he says; "I pay ale, you, this seat, this table." Thurok spoke simply as means to give an idea that he either is dumb or from a wild tribe that barely speaks common. Makes people make assumptions which he can exploit when needed. Even pretend to be dumb, as people usually fear smart big brutes than dumb brutes.<br/><br/>As he makes his question, he takes look around do any present bar attendants, especially bards in line, match the description of his father.