Quest for the Gemgark

There was certainly a motley congregation of folks that had chosen the Dragon's Chest as their lodging. The first visitor Sk'Karl noticed was the gaudy golem that appeared to have been formed by pushing a lump of clay off a cliff, where it may have just happened to land on an animation scroll in the middle of a junkyard. If he hadn't seen it pay for a room, the lizardman probably wouldn't believe it to be a guest. It was definitely suspicious.
Of course there were a few other suspicious individuals as well. Some kind of four armed buggy lady, the likes of which he'd never seen before. He didn't have any reason to trust the staff here, especially the kitchen staff.
He would need a real good reason to trust a member of kitchen staff again.
Then there was the Spitesprite. Yeah that certainly made him feel safe here. A being dedicated to a life of thievery and deception. The four armed lady seemed to be in with her for some reason. May have to double up on security spells tonight.

Currently, however, there was the manner of the pale guy asleep on the front desk. Deciding he was apparently finished with his transaction for the moment, Sk'Karl decided to butt in to get a room.

"I need a room for a few days."

"I see. Unfortunately, we're booked full."

"I see that you're trying to pull one on me, because Snoozer here was given no such notification upon attempting to book a room."

"That would be the last room. I'm sorry, sir, but he was trying to get a room before you."

Sk'Karl grumbled. There had to be some way to get himself a room, although he wasn't ready to go around asking all of the suspicious, probably dangerous individuals if they'd be willing to double up on a room.

...but what about the narcoleptic ones?

"Oh, oh well you see we're together here. We're part of the same adventuring party. If I can't get my own room, I'd gladly share with him."

The receptionist stared at the 'sleeping beauty' momentarily, and promptly decided she didn't care enough to deny the claim.

"It's an extra three gold for an extra guest."

Sk'Karl didn't really believe that, but whatever. It'd be easier to go with it anyways. He dropped thirty nine gold worth of a coins onto the table and gave the agreement form a once over before signing it. Standard non-liability. Whatever. He wasn't the type to sue even if something did happen. Just the type to fight back.

"Alright, come on, 'Snoozer', off to our room."

Festinger mumbled something incoherently, as the lizardman literally dragged the robed man off. This had better be worth it.

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