<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/z284SRZ.jpg)</div>"That's what you said the last two times!", Nephie called out to the server, though she guessed that the keep's patience was wearing quite thin by now. She was standing on her chair in order to properly reach the ale. Most inns she encountered were split into two groups. Ones that were specifically made to handle folk her size, and wouldn't fit most of her party, and ones that didn't include them at all in their plans. And this was one of the later ones. She took a large swig before slamming her mug on the table. "I'm with Vagmi and Saeko.", she declared. "We better be heading out before Gron starts thinking about kicking us out. It's not like we were planning on living in here forever, right?" Wren's comment, though, rankled her. "Hey, god-botherer! You've got a goblin right here. And sorry for my goat knuckles, but I'll take this prime swill over your good stuff any day." She finished her mug and brought it down again, before jumping out of her seat. "Now, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready to head out. We can figure the rest out while we're on the way, I say."