[i]Sucker. A gold a piece is at least double what some goon would charge.[/i] TC gave a winning smile and shook Fionn's hand with vigor."[color=00a651]Ey! Then we got ourselves a deal."[/color] TC eyed their loaded packs and gave them a quick appraisal. They did seemed fully loaded, he had seen people leave The Plastered Fly with less. TC felt they could skip the city, and head straight to the ruins, it would save some time heading straight towards Antioch's Wall. [color=00a651]"Yeah youz look set to go delving. Whoever your patron is dey look loaded. Come morning we can ride straight into Antioch's Wall, the mountains range where we can find this undead spewing outhouse."[/color]

He was glad that the girls seemed to take Nak's and his advice. Hopefully this crash course in combat would suffice to at least help her not get in the way. TC considered himself a [i]"decent"[/i] enough person. He wouldn't want to see anyone get hurt or killed in there, but ,he would make sure it certainly wasn't his fault if something did. He would just need to keep an eye on her.[i] We are about to walking into some unknown, undead, underground shit show, dis should have happened a long time ago.[/i] 

TC was not gonna pass up seconds, it was against any and all halfling reasoning to do so. He picked up his plate, drew his dagger and hacked off a more then healthy portion. Slabs of meat hanging off the plates sides. As Nak, left to check her traps, TC whistled at here.[color=00a651]" Ey toots, you find any Parsepepper out der on your walkabout bring some back fer jerky."[/color] TC motioned like pinching something between his fingers and kissed it,[color=00a651]" Mwah! Just like Momma would make it."[/color]

He settled back at the fire. Putting his bedroll behind his head, he settled in to work on his plate.