[Game Thread] Adventure

[Lormador]

Illanor shifts the sack to his left hand, keeping the right on the pommel of his scimitar. He leans on the bar, taking a quick look around. No hurry. He breathes. That wasn't so tough. Illanor then takes a few moments trying to decide whether to order a drink or not, all the while counting off the time on his wards. When they are about to expire, he makes for the door and the streets of Sigil.

[Acathala]

Once llanor's out, Nimanu suggests they make post haste back to the Golden Leaf. Indeed he starts back there almost immediately.

[Lormador]

Illanor agrees, quietly mounting his riding lizard. He sets off without looking to see if all are present- trusting to others to do so.

He glances warily from side to side, as he hops aboard the beast and takes up the reins, kicking it to a walk through the Lower Ward.

[zebedee]

OOC: I'm waiting to hear whether Peter sees trouble outside the door before posting an action. Safe to assume we've lost Melegant?

[Melagant]

Agnus waits outside, leaning on a near by building grumbling to himself about the evil in this city. When Illanor exits the tavern "Its about time, i agree we need to get out of here. I am getting tired of this city, i want to leave as soon as i can." he grumbles all the way back to the golden leaf.

occ I am here, just didnt see the thread moving again.

[Lormador]

Illanor waves Agnus on as quickly as possible, making likewise for the Golden Leaf (or was is the Golden Bough? Illanor muses) at the fastest speed he dares take. Sweat beads off his brow, and he tries not to think of what may be in the sack he just took from the hands of a demon to put into the hands of one very, very anxious to avoid the Church of Pelor.