Ther doors creak open as Trippo renters. He notices that most of the party members had left for the night or were still asleep. Trippo almost tripped over a sleeping warg. He spied The Sauce Pan Man, and Fin off in the distance, and began walking over to them.
"Greetings friends. I am glad to see that your feast pot is back in your posession. It was difficult to sleep in peace, knowing that it was not in your possesion." He said to them.
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Shouldn't he be the disco steward?
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