Roll Out The Barrels RPG

[Dwarin Thunderhammer]

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Findereg approached the cellar and sighed. He didn't know how much of the wine and supplies the Court had used at the party the night before, but from his admitedly biased view, it had seemed exorbidant.

He reached the door and nodded to the Wine Steward before going in. "How are our supplies this morning, Luinlos?" He asked.

The Steward shook his head. "Not good, sir," He replied, "The party last night used up most of our wine supply. I can't say for the food, though."

Findereg nodded. It was as expected. He entered the room and frowned. It was worse than he'd thought. Apparently there were only two casks of white left and no red at all. This wouldn't do at all! With another sigh, he made his way past the almost empty racks to the pantries beyond.

The foodstuffs weren't as low as the wine, but they still needed to be replenished. Well, he'd put a trading mission off long enough anyway. Some of the more perishable items were beginning to spoil. He left the room and made his way toward the upper floors to find Luinlathomë, the Head of Household.

He found her in the kitchen and told her of the need for a trading expedition to Laketown. Always amenable to his requests, she quickly set it up, warning him that he would need some guards in adition to the traders. He nodded. He knew that the Greenwood was no longer as safe as it used to be. He went off to find his traders and guards.

---Susan Delgado