OOC: Great, let's get going then. I've got some stuff planned out for Havelock to do, and he can meet up with some others while he travels.
InC:
Havelock stepped out of the previous night's tavern with a grin on his face. He'd asked around, and found there was a professional mapmaker in town. They weren't very common in the Forests of Light, but they were said to have maps of everything, and everywhere. Except, of course, the Uncharted Shores.
But that would probably work out to his advantage, if it were true, he thought as he strolled along the street to the man's house. But before long, he felt a nagging emptiness in his pocket. With a groan, he turned it inside out, to find that it was in fact, empty. He'd spent all his money on food and drink last night, and the mapmaker was undoubtedly going to charge him.
Well, there was nothing for it, he supposed, but to get some money. Havelock could, obviously, pickpocket like a champion, but he didn't like to. Besides, these were fairly generous people, and some entertainment should do the trick.
He approached what would technically have to be called a Town Square, because there was no way an alley could have this many people in it.
Havelock went up to an unoccupied section of the wall, and spanned his fingers at the Luggage, which had been following him.
OOC: I'll post the rest of this later tonight.
