The Captain turned to flip the barkeep a few silver coins for the busted tankard. "Sorry Rufus, this one had an attitude about seeing his lordship. I'll buy you a spirit at the Marsh next time we have a chance."
The day is drizzling rain, and mud puddles are starting to form on the courtyard grounds.
Hrothgar, What would you like to do?
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