With another great effort from the workers the gate was soon set into place, cheers rising up as the guard in charge called for a round at the Rising Sun. Garrett almost went along with the rest, images of ale coming to him as he realized just how thirsty he was - only to stop himself after a few steps, clenching one hand into a fist and taking a deep breath. No... He wanted a drink, he really wanted a drink, but now wasn't the time for him to fall back into that habit. His hand relaxed again, offering a smile and a nod to the guard as he went on to join his workers, only noting what he'd said about Amik after he'd walked off.
Of course, for all his efforts the others didn't seem to want to share in them. Two-Two ran off to the pub to get a beer and, turning when he heard raised voices, Garrett found Gareth and Aureus getting into a heated argument - the blacksmith having apparently overheard what Aureus had whispered to the sailor. Rather than do the easiest thing to clear the air, apologize, the man in gold doubled down and tried turning it back on the blacksmith - only serving to worsen his position not only to the blacksmith but also to the nearby guards who had noticed the disagreement.
The exchange culminated in Aureus leaving through the repaired gates, his attitude very much like the prideful rude nobility Garrett usually heard mutters about. When the blacksmith turned to address him the sailor couldn't help but shake his head in sheer exasperation.
"
Friend is a strong word...
" He grunted, clearly not looking very pleased with how any of that had gone down. That was a poor show from the noble and, should word spread about how he'd acted, it was possible he'd find himself with some lost standing amidst the common population.
By Guthix why had he gone and gotten involved in all this?
Over in the plaza two dwarves seemed to be arguing, one of which he recognized as Joric - though he couldn't quite hear what they were arguing about.
I am Inferi.
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