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Gerbo looks at all the crate beasts that they had slain.

"I think all the food was there...."

Gerbo then scratched his chin for a moment.

"Alright then... Power in me, come forth and bring what once was back into being! Restore!!!!"

A large blue light filled the room blinding everyone for a second. When you are all able to see again, all the crates (excluding the golden chest) are back as they were before you all started.

"NO FIRU! The magic has left this place! they are now filled with food and ale! Our quest is complete! LOOT THE PLACE!!"

Gerbo runs in a frenzy, stuffing his robes full of food.

Gerbo emerges from the celler (man that took forever) His robes stuffed with food, giving him the stature of a dwarf, instead of a gnome.

"Hi barkeep!"

Kicking open the door to the tavern talos plopped himself down in the nearest seat and began examining ragtag bunch of adventurers here. "hmmm this place smells like ten day old necro midden." motioning toward one of the inn slaves he ordered the only thing that apeared drinkable and began drumming his fingers impatiently.

Frowning at the unpleasant little man Talos stood letting his dagger flit between his knuckles. "I'm Talos Kintsei, of Dusk and Dawn. In my humble opinion I am but a lowly thief but my skills have put me in many peoples eyes as near master of talents." With a flourish he spun around behind the gnome using Gerbo's head as a stand for his elbow. "Your Gerbo, the mage everyone claims is best. You seem to have a high reputation for such a small fellow. I dislike gnomes to no end you see, as they have a tendency of blowing up when I stab them, very messy business indeed wouldnt you agree?" Walking a few steps forward he grabbed a drink headed toward another customer and finnished it in one gulp. "What crummy service they have here eh gerbs?" He said winking toward one of the tablemaids who stuck her tongue out at him. "Crummy indeed."

"What a utterly foolish king it seems. Gunpowder is quite valuable nowadays, its unfortuneate you do not have any on your person." Smiling darkly he returned to his seat and motioning the gnome to sit next to him. "You amuse me slightly which is an accomplishment seeing as I most ussually kill gnomes on sight." Dropping a small pink and red polkadotted wallet onto the table he pulled his hood further up on his person. "I was gonna keep it but I have no use for such a wallet nor its contents, be more careful as pick pockets tend to normally seek magic wielders and have some proficiency in disarming enchantments." Feeling like he met his karma for the day he tripped the nearest patron and chuckled. "That always cracks me up."

"Scraped a fingernail eh? did your huge gnome eyes take into account that I'm wearing gloves and have no nails exposed. You may have been wallet snatched earlier but I indeed found this wallet dropped on the floor. perhaps theres more of an explanation, I dont care to hear it. Trust me you dont steal for a living and expect to find gnomes as a casual target. There far too anoying and disgusting. Besides there money ussually is wasted on gadgets and toys that blow up in there faces or cause magical monstoscities." Helping the gentlemen he tripped up he smiled apologetically before tripping him a second time.

"Your odd indeed, its only fun when you do it to fools who are not paying attention, besides its a great way to make chips." Juggling a few coin purses he snatched seemed to draw the attention of most of the inn his way. "Perhaps I made a mistake in demonstrating so many skills here in this backwater tavern. I must be off, farewell Gerbo our paths will cross again when I ditch this mob" running furiously toward the door , he instead jumped through the nearby window and disapeared into the night.