After turning in the required beaver tails to the local farmers, whose irrigation systems had started working again once the dams were removed, Elise and Pita made their way to the shop-s***h-tavern.
“Ladies first,” Pita said, motioning for Elise to go ahead of him in the short queue that had formed at the door. While they waited, they chatted lightly with the other candidates about the event, but the wait was short.
Soon, it was Elise’s turn to enter the small shop. Astredian greeted her with a warm smile as she shut the door behind her, and motioned for her to come over to the bar where he was sitting with Moltar. She paused awkwardly for a moment, then took a seat at the bar a few stools down from Astredian.
The blue eyed paladin already arranged some paper, quills, and a bottle of
