Chapter Thirty-Nine

Helena shakes her head sadly as she takes a hearty swig of her drink. “No, nothing. Let’s wait a bit and if still nothing then we’ll check in with the others and check out the other shady establishments.” You take a sip, feeling it’s cold smoothness tickle your throat. The drink was mildly sweet with a hint of tangy spice, warring flavors that had you unsure yet, tempting you with another swig.

“This is amazing, actually. What is it?” You eye the drink, watching the fizzing bubbles pop.

“It’s a local brew and heard it’s the best around.” Your tongue darts out collecting an errant drop.

“You weren’t kidding, it’s strangely delicious. Like I’m not sure I want to like it or hate it but can’t deny myself more. I’d say that’s a mighty successful drink.”

Let’s finish up and head out to the skirts of town and check in with the others.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Finishing your drinks you head to the skirts of town with still no luck of finding the Trepid.