<em>At the Gilliam's Emporium</em><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/6ca9ccaa-0b04-417c-b4e2-7d26d5065243/dcwayh1-f4c134e7-ed7c-4075-adb7-132c6273a7d4.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzZjYTljY2FhLTBiMDQtNDE3Yy1iNGUyLTdkMjZkNTA2NTI0M1wvZGN3YXloMS1mNGMxMzRlNy1lZDdjLTQwNzUtYWRiNy0xMzJjNjI3M2E3ZDQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.Lq7x-79Nhhw4YxCVx7ndBjnuMO9A6MY5yYGFjy52sIM)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>BERG'INYON ZAUVIIRYN (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=317461.msg15307672#msg15307672)</strong></span></span><br/></div>Berg'inyon notices a minotaur, a exhausted one, arrives and is brought by Marcus and some nude slave girl, and also deep human barbarians. But what caught his attention most was female drow who addressed barmaid, talking to her.<br/><br/><em>"Elandra Songfire, quite a coincidence meeting here huh?"</em><br/><br/>Berg remembers the job he was hired for, a simple surface raid where he worked as magical artillery, simple-sounding job. But raid party was ambushed by a superior number of greenskins, group split and he was facing an alone horde of greenskins, but gladly fireball is great equalizer against superior numbers. However, he was injured, poisoned as well, by goblin arrows which penetrated his wards and he collapsed. Then waking up on nude beauty of Elandra taking care of him, not out for the need for something or as form indebting him to her and do a favor; just sheer kindness. Kindness even as a word was alien and did not exist in underdark elvish, only surface elvish and in common. He refused to accept her pure kindness, preferring settle issue with open-ended favor which she can call him anytime to do for her. As he found entire kind gesture unsettling, dangerous, innocent yet deep-rooted fears and paranoias saw deception when there was none. However she clearly has taken yet<br/><br/>He looks on the goblins and tiefling, hoping his familiar had already worked undo the knots in the chandelier, but then his attention shifted to the entertainer who had now dared come close to the audience. Curious for her gesture as she played skillfully, looking at her masked face and motion of her strings and listen to them. Then after while he picked a gold coin and handed it over to her, his personal, material, a token of appreciation to the show.