As Ficus follows his companions into The Gambling Golem, he scrunches his nose up.
Will I ever get used to the stagnant air and the smell of stale spilled ale? he wonders, smiling.
Ficus casts his gaze across the room, studying both the faces nearby, as well as those in the far corners of the room.
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Ficus listens in on conversations happening nearby as he passes...
(1d20+3)[18]
“Yes, this table works. Right by the window, too. Good choice, Akmenos.” Ficus sits and taps his foot to the music. He nonchalantly pulls foraged mushrooms out of a pocket and offers them to the others around the table before popping a few in his own mouth.
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