[ Unfortunately for him, he'd just asked the one creature in the bar for whom every place is dark. Gildor stops his idle picking at violin strings to sit up in his seat, at least trying to appear like he cares. He can tell the presence looming over him is large, and by the sound of 'hero' and armored movements, perhaps a fighter or paladin... not one he'd want to piss off. ]
Doubtful. Have you checked the bathroom?
[ Always the most logical place to search for missing friends in a bar. ]
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Doubtful. Have you checked the bathroom?
[ Always the most logical place to search for missing friends in a bar. ]