2: Beer, Breakfast and Bandits
The apartments within the keep at Nashkel were quaint but accommodating. Luckily, they were just large enough to house our group comfortably. Damaia fell asleep rather quickly. The others stirred a while longer before settling in. I fell into a comfortable sleep after a tankard of ale and was glad for it. It had been a long day. I was thankful to have crossed paths with Delgna and secured membership into the Western Heartlands Merchant Guild. Note to self, guild merchants apparently have little respect or understanding for the traveling merchant group the 'Oilers.' Best to mention my affiliation with them sparingly. I met the morning bright-eyed and ready to start the day. Though, it appeared I was the last to wake. There was already shifting and shuffling around the room. My new companions had already begun preparing for the day. Conversation soon emerged: discussions on what was to be our agenda. I thought to myself, 'How strange it is, having met these people only days...