There was something nice about the lulls between jobs, those times when the nein could settle in and take a breath to plan their next moves. But there was always a line between comfortable and stifling that Mollymauk did not always tread easily or even well. He was restless at the best of times but he couldn't exactly go and whine that things were too cozy, could he?
So, he found ways to ease the ache in his feet. Going out with the others, helping out projects to do to keep his mind off the fact that they had been in one place for weeks. Tonight, the house was quiet and Molly couldn't sleep so he did the one thing he was trying to avoid doing.
He went to bother Essek.
No knock at the door to the library, no announcement beyond the tiefling flinging himself into the chair opposite the drow as he studied or whatever it was stuffy elves did. Always the reading, always the delving into the mysteries of the universe. Too much trouble in Molly's opinion.
"I thought we might play a game." He said, setting a bottle of the odd blue liquor on the table along with two glasses. "Pass the time and all that."
It was late--or early, depending on how you looked at it--and the rest had gone to bed hours ago. The main floor of the inn was silent and empty, except for the wizard sitting at the table that his friends had long ago abandoned.
He was going back and forth between his two books, his globules of light floating around his head so he didn't need to keep a candle burning. It was a quite comfort, flipping through pages there were already full and then back to the beginning when he reached the blank pages.
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So, he found ways to ease the ache in his feet. Going out with the others, helping out projects to do to keep his mind off the fact that they had been in one place for weeks. Tonight, the house was quiet and Molly couldn't sleep so he did the one thing he was trying to avoid doing.
He went to bother Essek.
No knock at the door to the library, no announcement beyond the tiefling flinging himself into the chair opposite the drow as he studied or whatever it was stuffy elves did. Always the reading, always the delving into the mysteries of the universe. Too much trouble in Molly's opinion.
"I thought we might play a game." He said, setting a bottle of the odd blue liquor on the table along with two glasses. "Pass the time and all that."
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