"So, did you get your banner made friend? Where do we go from here?" asked Sharky looking around for a little action."Hopefully to the nearest tavern we can find!" chimed in Quickill eagerly.
"With what!?!" asked Sharky point-blank. "We don't have any money, unless you want to start runnin' a con on people! And I wouldn't advise that, considerin'the fact that two of the City Guards have been followin'us since we left the gates!"
Quickill gave Sharky a look of surprise. "And if ya' wondering where they are, they're across the street to ya' far left leaning up against the building." mentioned Sharky with a wry grin. "Well, Psilo, where do we go from here? Do we go to a tavern and wash dishes for the wine we'll drink or do we go back to camp an' hope they're ready to pay us?"
