"Certainly!" Eolinda cried. At this suggestion, she considered the boy more than halfway convinced, if not completely convinced. "Where's the nearest inn? We'll discuss it there."
"This way," The boy said through clenched teeth. He was becoming a little annoyed with this woman's enthusiasm.
The inn the boy led them to was the Pig's Ear and it actually wasn't the nearest in absolute terms, but rather the nearest that wouldn't get him locked up, or worse.
When they reached it, they all went inside and took a secluded table in the back corner.
The innkeeper did recognise the boy, however, and diligently ignored them, no matter what Remdil tried to do to get his attention. Eventually he gave up and sat in his corner, glumly drinkless.
They began with introductions. The boy seemed startled to learn that Dineniel was an Elf; apparently he'd never seen one before.
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