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You give Melchar your Blanket to cover his embarrassment and then you follow him through the alleyways of the east quarter which lead all the way back to The Song of the Silver Star tavern. The young journeyman laughs with sheer relief at having escaped from Wrok’s henchmen when finally you enter the sanctuary of the inn’s crowded taproom. The innkeeper asks Melchar if his happy mood is due to a win at the derby. He replies that, thanks to your advice, he did not bet. The only thing he lost was his breeches and he proceeds to tell the innkeeper how that came about. The innkeeper frowns.
‘Wrok’s not a man to cross, y’know,’ he warns. ‘He’s ruthless when it comes to getting even. I think you two had better stay in the attic tonight. Wrok’s sure to send his lackeys out a-huntin’ for you.’
You heed the innkeeper’s warning and spend the night hidden in his attic room. Before dawn breaks you slip out of the tavern by a back door and say farewell to Melchar in the street outside.
‘Captain Leonghi’s ship is moored down at the docks,’ he says. ‘It’s called Embassage. I wish you a swift and safe journey to Nhang, Grand Master. I’ll always remember our little adventure at the Caeno Derby and I hope we’ll meet again one day when you return to Sommerlund.’
