The scribe watches the party as they enter the tavern
She waits a few moments before sending a round of drinks over.
A mere nod, then pretended indifference.
She looks up from her writing to see one of them standing by her table.
She smiles and waves him to a chair.
After a bit of talking, he nods to the others and invites them over.
It takes some time and a lot of talking.
But an agreement is reached.
She travels with them to the next town
Asking questions of each.
And bit by bit the story comes out.
When they part ways, a promise is made.
She goes to the nearest tavern and begins to write.
“It was in Trostenwald that they met…”