"Thanks for the help, Brax." Danton steps through the portal. "Hey guys, check out this cool loot I found before I found you guys! I'd like to keep the ioun stone, the necklace, and one of the rings, but the rest is fair game if you all want to use it. Just don't sell it without asking me first."
" You certainly got way more lucky than I did" Torma shows a bunch of bags filled with dried mushrooms " They taste alright, but oh well..." " Some of those stuff sure look really nice, its very generous of you to share it with us right away. I'm not bad at hiding so the cape could be handy for me, also, I already got feathers so heh... Flying would go with my current look... "
Hort laughs "I was thinking about asking for the cape, but now that you mention the feathers I think it would be all too fitting for you." Hort turns to Danton "I think I could make some good use out of that healing potion, I already have a ring of sustenance and I don't really need anything else from your collection." Hort smiles "Thanks for offering up your stuff too. That's quite nice of you."
Torma chuckles "Haha, right. I dont know what to think of that look Krong blessed me with yet, maybe he meant to make me understand something. We can alternate for who wears the cape as well of course."
Berz is already cooking dinner inside the 'hotel'. "Seven minutes till the stew is done! Who wants a Dire Sandiwch?"
Berz wakes everyone up in the middle of the night by sitting bolt upright in bed and shouting "YES!". Not in the happy way, but in the "I'm answering a really difficult question" kind of way. He then looks around and puts on a scowl that looks vaguely like it might be contriteness. "sorry er'one...uh...bad dream."
Danton goes to sleep with everyone else. When Berz cries out, Danton contemplates possible reasons. (in his head) "Could he have been given the offer as well? But by who?"
"Heh, what an interesting turn of events this is becoming." Hort says still laying in bed. Hort falls back asleep until "morning".
"It was blue-black and strong." Later, after dinner and his private research and thinking and other stuff he was doing and after going to bed: Rantic Dragore awakes from a dream, shortly afterwards he hears Berz saying 'YES'. Hort says: "Heh, what an interesting turn of events this is becoming." "You guys too? Let's talk about it in the morning", he says, as it's still night. Rantic lies thinking for quite some time but then rolls over and goes back to sleep. In the morning he awakens and wears a scowl on his face. If someone looks closely his skin, dark grey now that his crossbow is seprated from him, already the pretty dry variety when you met him, seems a tiny bit thinner and drier, stretched the littlest amount tighter over his facial bones. After he got up and grudgingly dressed and dragged himself to the breakfast table he sighs and sits there brooding. Suddenly a raven flies towards him and goes to sit on his shoulder. That seems to get the tiniest smile from him and he pets it's breast with his index finger a few times before returning to his private gloomy mood.
Berz, having awoken early with surprising vigor, puts some steak and eggs down in front of Rantic, and then stops to consider. "Uhh...dunno how to cook mushrooms or whatever darkies eat. Is this OK?" Seeing Rantic's mood, he stops to ponder. "Your, uh...not looking good. I mean, even worse than normal. You OK?" Berz waits a moment for Rantic's usual dramatic pause, then gets impatient. "Hey, some dude...uh...somedudecametomeinmydreamsandtoldmehewantedbetobeagod." ... "You?"
A featherless Torma sits on his bed. For a good hour the man looks at the blood stain that never left his long sword, a pensive look on his face. A few times he whispers something, apparently talking to the blade. Upon hearing Berz and Rantic in the kitchen, he sheathes the blade, finishes to dress up and joins them. Torma silently sits at the table and starts eating. He looks slightly tired and his usual grumpy mood seems to be back.
A male Hort jumps out of bed and walks into the dinning area. Hort sits next to Torma and looks for another pastry to eat. Hort leans back in his chair and looks around at everyone, just waiting.
Danton slowly pulls himself out of bed, and stumbles groggily out to the dining area. After eating a bit, he has woken up more. (Danton didn't hear Berz explain his dream) "So, Berz, you woke me up last night with a yell. What was that about?"
"Food's fine." "'Don't worry about me." "What?! YOU to be a god? What did he say?" Hearing this obviously upset Rantic and he looks pissed. At that point Torma joins and later Hort and the table is silent until Danton asks his question. "Yeah Berz, do tell."
