The rain pounded on as more and more people slowly streamed in. A mage, and a clumsy little man were the latest additions to the bar. [i] It could be the start of a joke, a mage, a clumsly human, and a Varan all walk into the bar.[/i] Arkadi chuckled lowly at his own little joke when a human girl came with a beaming smile. She sat down and begin to talk with him and the others who were interested in information of Valuun's keep. Then the sorcerer began to become a little dark and begin to talk about the Keep,

"Listen, if you're looking to raid the keep, let me give you a little advice: Don't. I've seen adventurers like you come and go, you're a gold a dozen. The only way to prolong your lifespan is to go the way you came. But if you're really determined....." Then the mage sighed. "I guess I could help out." [i]The prospect of help from the magical man was interesting, but perhaps the demons he uses could go against me or anybody else[/i] While the thought scared the large northerner any help was good help. Against his own advisement he accepted the help before he paid for a room with the last of his money and stomped up to his room while he left his cloak to dry.

After a night full of turmoil filled dreams he awoke early, ready to take in the new day he rolled out of bed. The bed creaked hard and then somehow collapsed. So Arkadi hurried down stairs, grunting to the barkeep he went outside and took in the air. The weather outside was beautiful in its own way; after a night of heavy rain a fog rolled in, but the air remained fresh so the northerner breathed deeply taking in the fresh rain smell.