A Suspiciously Long Night

Back at the Plump Pig, the tavern-goers cheered at the goblin's appearance. 

Rizz waved and smiled back, shooting off some finger guns at a couple of tables. All the while, Rizz made his way to a big table in the corner filled with familiar faces. 

"It's about time you showed up."

Lobur wiped some sauce from his lips after dropping a rib bone onto his plate. 

"We were about to eat your food before it went cold." 

At the boarkin's side sat the daunting ex-gladiator. Laughing and pounding down food, he eyed the plates in front of Rizz and Gerrart. 

"What's wrong? You got plenty of action, so eat up and get your fill! It's a worthy prize after a one-sided victory!"

Rizz sliced into his Burrow Rat steak, noting its pork-like texture. 

"Damn straight we won! There's no way I'm losing with death on the line! I'll take all the EXP and loot I can get. We need it with so many plans up ahead.

"But we've still got a problem…"