Thorgili solemnly put down his mug and hopped off the stool still puffing at his pipe "bahh a man cant sit and enjoy a good drink and smoke everyonce in awhile?" Thorgili mumbled to himself has he hoisted his bandoleir and fixed his musket's strap. Following his comrades thorgili sighed as they left the bar and went onto the city street." bothers to mages and their bealin magic!" He grumbled as they began their walk to the mage's tower.