[Center][h2][color=khaki]Jørmund[/color][/h2][/center]

Jørmund was starting to feel the effects of the whiskey having now downed two glasses of it. He had managed to set his mug down when Plasm started to tug on his arm. They wanted to find a bard. Jørmund got up from the table and grab some of his meal, took a quick bite chewed and swallowed. [Color=khaki]"Let's go find a bard. There was one that greeted us at the entranceto the camp."[/color] He took off leading Plasm through the crowd back towards the entrance to the camp.