Kralla waved from the bench, a leg of turkey in her other hand as Tellerick came around the bend in the road.
"Hail!" She shouted, before turning to Skaran. "Best go get Barnabas."
"He was headed for more wine, so he's probably in the cellar." Skaran got up from the bench and headed towards the main building.
Tellerick approached the table and sat down. "And how is everyone?"
"Well as can be. The dragon still has her cold. You should hear her snoring at night!" Kralla rolled her eyes. "We set up camp over towards the woods, she is... loud."