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Adalton Serristail

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7.17 S “Well, what else would you call it? But an inn—I suppose it fits, but this is one fit for royalty. The [Innkeeper], Adalton Serristail—wonderful fellow, we’ll introduce you—designed this place based on Terandrian mansions. With a classic Izrilian take, of course. But any Human [Lord] or [Lady] would be envious of this place.”
7.17 S The Noble’s Fancy really was…fancy. Refreshments were of course, freely offered and the [Innkeeper], Adalton, was keenly aware that his clientele weren’t coming here for just the feed or rooms, but the service and the scene. So there was entertainment to be had at all hours.
9.00 “What is your level at this moment, Innkeeper Adalton?”
9.00 No matter what it took. He was thanking Adalton absently and pressing him for any more salient details while trying to plan out his attack.
9.00 Chaldion was just about to muster the troops to sally forth when it happened. Adalton was about to speculate on a [Rare Quest] if Chaldion would help him figure out how to get the conditions right, and they were a bit tricky.
9.00 Adalton turned as Chaldion began to walk away. The Grand Strategist looked back.
9.00 Rufelt, Chaldion, and his escort looked back. Adalton rubbed at one earhole.
9.00 Adalton grabbed his head and looked around. The sound changed. The sound of a hammer hitting a nail had grown louder, but it couldn’t be called that now.
9.00 Thum. It echoed. Adalton gazed around wildly, then his head turned and fixed in a strange direction.
9.00 Chaldion held up a claw, and one of the [Soldiers] escorting him hesitated, a claw on his sword. The [Strategist] eyed Adalton’s head and looked at the wall.
9.00 Adalton flinched again. The sound was growing louder. And his inn—Chaldion looked up as, finally, the other people heard it and saw it.
9.00 The walls vibrated. And if they were moving here—the sound in Adalton’s head grew louder. He clapped his claws over his earholes.
9.19 Adalton Serristail of The Noble’s Fancy in Pallass. But most, like Timbor, came somewhat humbly. They were seeking an audience with The Wandering Inn regarding the coming celebrations.
9.43 L Erin was also making enemies of Adalton Serristail of The Noble’s Fancy in Pallass, but he was able to keep most of his Drake patrons because they were too good for a Human establishment in Liscor.