(ω‖) Couldn't we eat first before going?
Very soon!
The hurried-looking Paladin Henck of Thay, his face betraying his worry, brought Edgin, Holga, Simon, and Doric to a stone house. It was one of the Harpers' safehouses.
Edgin seemed to have been here before. Unlike the other three, who went inside and immediately began looking around with undisguised curiosity, he showed little reaction and didn't look around. He simply went in, found an inconspicuous corner, and leaned against the wall.
As for Annie...
Well!
She hadn't come inside at all!
That fish was simply too big—far too big to fit through the narrow doorways and passageways of this ramshackle stone house. So, of course, she stayed out in the courtyard, still fussing over the huge fish she'd managed to catch.
She was probably still muttering about something called "extra fish-head stew" or whatever. Edgin and the others couldn't understand her, anyway. Maybe it was some unusual way of making soup?
"Make yourselves at home."
"This is a Harper safehouse. Your friend Edgin should be familiar with it, right?"
"We can talk here without worrying about unnecessary eavesdropping."
Seeing how differently the three newcomers reacted from Edgin, Paladin Henck didn't say much. He simply gestured for the four of them to find somewhere to sit.
"Tell me."
"Why are you after Forge?"
Then he stood in the room, which was lined with shelves stacked with all kinds of books. None of its four walls had windows, so even in the middle of the day it was dark, with hardly any light. They had to burn candles to see. After pausing for a moment, he continued:
"And another thing!"
"How did you find out the mage at his side was a Red Wizard?"
"And what exactly are they plotting?"
Tell me everything