"Hi Delman", Rotemdol replies, "I can see you have troubles here.
Hope it is just bad vibes, something that a good party will dispel.  I
was at the Dragon when this thing happened, everything stopped, and
people were just sitting, brooding.  No fun.  Once the music started
though people came back.  I thought that even though I will probably
not get the usual appreciation I should come here and see if I could
cheer some people up, and I did promise".

"The *thing*", Delman replies, "What the hell was it.  Some people are
saying a wizard has been killed.  Do you know anything?".

"I heard a rumour that there are two assassins loose", replies
Rotemdol, "You know security is up all over the place; I guess it must
be more then that. What gives?"

"Don't know", Delman shakes his head, "Too many bad things I don't
want to think about.  Especially today".

"It seems that before we start a party we have to convince that fellow
here to let me in. Will you tell him I am not a security risk?",
Rotemdol asks, " Usually it is not a problem, I mean he knows who I
am,  but I guess new instructions...".

"He won't let anyone in; place is under lockdown". Delman looks
severe. "Trouble enough us getting *out*.  A few of use have managed
to talk our way out; we're going to have to find a tavern and hold the
party there.  Docker's Armpit's the nearest one".

That's not exactly the most salubrious tavern in town.
--
Tim Hall
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