Chapter 18: Sword & Sorcery

As I nod my thanks to my intrepid companion, I slowly roll onto my feet and quietly retrieve my weapons.  Jenassa drops to a crouch and moves forward, motioning for me to stay behind her this time.  Since I still feel some pain and stiffness from my recently-healed wounds, I’m not inclined to argue.

All the shades have returned to their original positions.  The necromancer has obviously called them back, and with them he seems to be enacting some kind of dark ritual.  We can’t see much of it from the narrow corridor, but we can hear him chanting while his minions moan in a strange kind of harmony.

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Chapter 19: Drunk & Disorderly

I have to say this about the Winking Skeever — their drinks go down pretty smooth.  After the Alto wine, I decide to try out the mead.  For science, you understand.  After all, you could say that mead is my area of expertise.  And sure enough, it’s just as good as the wine.  The barkeeper knows just how long to keep mead in the cask, whether or not to warm it, and how it should be served.  Marvellous.

This place is definitely upscale, as is Solitude in general.  I can tell that this isn’t the type of place where you can start a good old-fashioned brawl and expect to get away with it.  Even my old pub back in High Rock wasn’t this classy.  It’s a great place if you want to have a few social drinks with friends — but if you’d rather drink yourself into a stupor, not so much.

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Chapter 20: Labour Negotiations

As Jenassa and I head back to the Winking Skeever, I try to keep my head down. I’m not exactly proud that I made an idiot of myself the previous day, but fortunately no one around seems to recognize me or care, much to my relief. I guess Solitude is a big enough city that seeing foreign drunkards weave around on the streets isn’t exactly a novel occurrence.

It’s apparent that the owner of the tavern recognizes Jenassa, though.  As soon as we enter, he nods at us, comes out from behind the bar, and starts leading us to the room that my companion rented while I was still sleeping it off in prison.

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