Grab your friends and follow the henchmen. #105

You slide up to the booth, slug Dorbane on the shoulder and grin, “Come ON! We got ourselves a chase!”
The Kutollum frowns at you, ale on the breath, “Huh?”
Dagan is already swaying in his seat and Valda has her head on her empty plate. She moans.
“I unpacked, came out of the room, got attacked by some thugs…and one got away!”
“Two,” Dorbane slurs.
“What?”
He hold up three fingers. “TWO!” He thumbs the booth behind him, “That one that just ran out, covered in red is…what was his name, lad?”
“Corey,” burps Dagan.
“Right, Corey…but the other one, I didn’t get the name. Voice sounded familiar, though. He ran when he saw those two tumble down the stairs!”
You grab the dwarf and shake him, “Then you ready for some more fun!?”
Valda looks up from her plate, drool, dripping over her bottom lip. “You go to hit people, didn’t you? You always sound chipper when you punch a bully.”
You can’t stop grinning.

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