The Innkeeper raised a brow and said "Sure, Kwarma Egg and Flin?"
Zalphon nodded.
Zalphon seen J'skooma come down along with Quick-Strike, both looked exhausted, but J'skooma said to the innkeep, "Scrib Jerky, Matze, and scrib jelly, please."
Quick-Strike looked at the innkeeper and said, "A bottle of Greef, and some hound meat, please."
The Innkeeper said calmly, "Yes sirs, and its on the house."
Zalphon, J'skooma, and Quick-Strike walked over to a table and sat down. Zalphon said peacefully, "They'll be back."
J'skooma said vibrantly, "Not for another year or so..."
Quick-Strike looked at them and said, "J'skooma is right."
Zalphon grinned and asked curiously, "So, Do we stay here, relax, become the guardians of Skaal, or do we go back to Vvardenfell?"
Quick-Strike said calmly, "I've wanted to go to Mournhold, for a very long time."
The barmaid brought them their meals.
Zalphon asked, "Why Mournhold."
J'skooma said happily, "Why not?"
Quick-Strike bit into his hound meat and then said, "It is said, Almaexia is in Mournhold, and Sotha Sil as well, I intend to meet the Tribunal."
Zalphon shrugged and said, "Alright." he then took a massive bite from his kwarma egg, and then took a swig from his flin.
J'skooma devoured his scrib jerky and said happily, "Mournhold is where we shall be."
Zalphon calmly said, "Wait, before we leave, lets get our blessing from the shaman of Skaal."
J'skooma grinned as he said, "Great idea!"
Quick-Strike shook his head and said, "Shamans use very crude magic, not even an apprentice mage would be that bad, his blessing could easily be a curse by his accidental fault."
Zalphon shrugged and said, "Your right, well, tomorrow we sail for Vvardenfell, and then travel to Mournhold."
Quick-Strike nodded and so did J'skooma.
P.S. I tried to shorten it, did I make it to short, an entire thing about a conversation over breakfest, I given advice to shorten it, but im just curious if its too short.