[center][b]Old Mans Corner[/b][/center]

After untold time spent picking up loose bottle caps Robs began to count the total, “It seems that little distraction payed off for both whoever we were chasing and our business Oaf.” Oaf simply smiled as he continued looking for large animals to cuddle. “Oaf get back here, you don’t need to be actively looking for something dangerous.”

“Bear not dangerous” Oaf argued, before continuing. However anything he stumbled close to that was remotely friendly quickly scurried away from the lumbering giant.

“Look, what if I promise to buy you a bear when we get back to Ivan’s Brew. I promise, it will be nice and cuddly.” Robs pleaded, simply wanting to return to the old mans corner, before things got worse.

“Promise?” Oaf whimpered.

“I promise. Now let’s hurry back before things get even worse." After a bit more convincing Oaf and Robs quickly began returning to help the mercenaries put out the fire spreading throughout the old mans corner in order to help lessen the damage.