Everyone stayed at the table, drinking for hours. The woman finally left after the third round of ale went around the table - which she declined, just as she had done with the first two - and retreated to her room. She threw Adelynn one more sharp look as she climbed the stairs.
The men talked about trading and ale and the pervasive heat of the south. Adelynn listened, saying nothing and replaying what the traders had said about the Firewalker in Delgren. Eventually the table turned back to the discussion of Firewalkers, retelling myths and singing old drinking songs that detailed the ways humans had tried to kill Firewalkers and failed.
Adelynn only got up from the table when Liddie came in and announced to the drunken men that dinner would be served in just over an hour and that they bet...
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