Tregon didn't realize how much time had passed until he heard the eight o'clock bell ring. They had four more hours before they had to set out for Vargiz. The black skin human, Kat was her name, had been conversing with Ernst in what seemed to Tregon to be quite a pissing contest. Their argument, though it seemed like it was truly an argument, was little more than a friendly jest. Yet, it seemed that both Kat and Ernst took the jests to heart. It was hard to believe that the company of these two would bring litte more than conflict. They seemed like opposite sides of the same coin to Tregon, Ernst being the 'perfect' human and Kat being the outcast of humanity. It was certain that Ernst wouldn't have felt the same discrimination that Kat had in her life.

Tregon knew a little something about discrimination after all. It was hard to be taken seriously in dwarven society when you a half bastard son. He was born with no standing, hated by everyone and constantly told that his existence was abhorrent in the eyes of the dwarven gods. Even in the human world he was shunned. Yet, Tregon had overcome it like any other man or woman could. His eyes wandered those in the bar and noted the absence of Ernst. He hadn't been back to the bar yet and the town, even during day, was a dangerous place to be allow in. [b]"I don't intend to do much with my money. I am in it to see my heritage. My father's grandfather was from Kal'Draguraz and, though I wish I never knew my father, I want to know more about Kal'Draguraz. Plus, Guringar wants to see Kal'Draguraz once more before he dies. He is old even by dwarven standards and won't live much longer. A healer had come to see him this past summer and determined that his health was indeed on the decline. Anyway, we should set off to find Ernst. Gods know what kind of trouble that human could get into if he is left alone."[/b]said Tregon to the collected party. He hopped off his seat and picked up his pack of supplies. Tregon was the first out of the bar of the group and into the open air. It took a while before his eyes adjusted to the sunlight but once they did, he noted the clouds were gathering once more. It would probably storm once more before they reached Vargiz.[i]Now then, where could that human have gone off to?[/i]