Tunnel Spooktober 2017

[Rebonack]

Khannie blinks sloooowly as she process those suggestions. Dancing and getting jewelry? Wow, those both sound like the best ideas that she has ever heard EVER. She couldn't possibly decide between them. She'll just have to let her new best friend forever make the choice for her. "Those both sound great. Which one do you want to do?" she asks, her tone dreamy.

Poor Khannie.

You really need to work on improving your Wisdom save a bit.

Meanwhile!

Some guy arrives! And man, is he ever a guy. On the tallish side, athletic build, dressed in a pretty good rendition of the Skyrim iron armor complete with the goofy rams horns helmet. He's got a replica Steel Sword in a scabbard at his hip and a large sack full of cabbages (and other random stuff) flung over his shoulder. Because what kind of adventurer would he be if he didn't have a large bag full of food, brooms, buckets, skulls, and random monster bits? A pretty lousy adventurer, that's what kind.

He glances around the room, pulls out a sweet roll, and takes a large bite from it.

"Well. This place is pretty great," he observes. "Just gotta follow those quest markers I guess." That said, he'll head over to Jack the Hagraven, fish around in his sack for a while, and come up with a large plastic V quest marker. He examines it for a moment or two, nods, then offers it to Jack. "There you go. Don't happen to have the pommel stone of Mehrune's Razor on you? Because marching all the way to Dead Crone Rock is a real pain."

This is likely a joke.

Hopefully.