Morning at the inn

The next morning, I woke up in my bed. Korant was already up and I saw that our baggage had already been neatly assembled. Korant was nowhere to be seen.

I went down the stairs to see the dwarves and Korant sitting at one of the tables. There was only a single barmaid and not another soul in sight.

“Morning,” I muttered as I joined the rest of my party.
“Heavy night, ey laddie,” Baelog chuckled.

It was too early to deal with him so I ignored him and instead grabbed the bowl of grub that Korant pushed towards me.

“We should move swiftly,” Korant said. “The night elves have gone to bed and the roads should be clear. Less traffic means we travel faster.”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Half an hour later, we left Astranaar.