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Enzeru had spent a majority of the night searching for the rest of his group with Petra at his side, until he finally found them in a tavern on the far side of town. When he found them, Shoan was in the process of wooing a young lady with his drunken charm, Amarth was keeping an oderly eye over the entire bar, Xyven was lurking in the shadows and Draconis was busy entertaing his new found lady friend.
After consorting with Amarth for a few minutes, the gunman paid for a room on the third floor and made the trek up the stairs to his bed.
Sunlight from the rising morning sun poured into Enzeru's room, causing him to wake up at the start of the day. He dressed himself, and began to tinker with his pistol and casings before heading down to the bar to wait for the rest of his party members.
While he waited, he helped himself to a batch of rolls the shopowners wife made and a stiff drink to liven up his senses. After about two hours of waiting, Enzeru finally heard the sounds of footsteps coming down the staircase.
Looking up, Enzeru saw that Petra and Xyven had already come down, but were simply sitting quietly in the far corners of the room. The footsteps were being made by Amarth and a blurry eyed Shoan, who held his head in his hands massaging his temples.
"Where's Draconis?" Enzeru asked in a cheerful voice. Shoan winced with pain, as if he was being whipped by Enzeru's words.
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