Snippet #2776070

Gaveth sighed, with ale being no more, he had no reason to sit. No way to persuade the other two to wait, when it comes to going down, checking the board. If he had another drink... he'd end up wasted again. Not a good thing in the current situation. Not with undead as customers.
He rose to his feet slowly, it's funny that the other two just stood still until now, waiting, and needlessly catching attention of others. Sooner or later someone might just realize they are undead by how stiff they are.
Man, I really need to come up with something to make them more... lively, if I am to quest with them. Stiff people are the worst kind, besides the liars.
He quickly went past them, and gone down. Naturally they followed.
Board happened to be just beside the stairs, fortunately not surrounded by "adventurers", not yet at least. Surely it won't happen for a while, thanks to a round, given by a mage earlier, to which he signaled with his head - it meant something like: interested in a job?
After all... he wouldn't mind a talkative one, talkative would brighten the mood, unless he runs away due to dead ones. Well, shit.