The man’s face instantly lifted with news of their agreement. He seemed relieved, not least of all because he had fulfilled his purpose of rallying a group for the task at hand. “Excellent. I shall inform my employer that you are amenable to a meeting. Shall we say first thing tomorrow, after breakfast?”<br/><br/>With his business concluded, the hooded stranger stood and offered his hand to those who would take it. In return, he offered a small piece of parchment bearing the address of a store in the merchant district and the name:<em>‘Melvick’s Monetarium’</em>before quickly departing the inn with his glass mostly full, despite many of the patrons of the inn enjoying their time with little sign of slowing down for a while to come.<br/><br/>For those feeling adventurous, there was clearly some opportunity to engage in dialogue with several potential suitors or any of the wenches, who seemed to vary about as much in appearance as could be expected in a town such as this, as they stray a little too close to the table from time to time.<br/><br/>[Barring any misadventures, I’ll move onto the meeting with the employer soon enough. Until then, the party is free to get up to whatever<del>mischief</del>pastimes they wish. Feel completely free to use a little poetic licence when describing any unnamed patrons in the tavern. ;)]