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[Kinn]

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The barkeep was far too old and far too underpaid to be dealing with this.

The Drow assassin made him nervous when he was his usual calm and quiet self, but when he was upset it only got worse—and Kinn was definitely upset tonight. In fact, the barkeep was thankful he couldn’t speak Drow because he was sure he wouldn’t want to know the things Kinn was saying right now. It sounded like mostly cursing anyway.

Kinn had only been in the bar for a few hours tonight but already he had destroyed two benches and a bar stool. Not only that, but in between mumbling something about “unwanted visitors” and going on about how the Wolf King was “coddling the enemy”, Kinn had managed to put 5 shuriken in the east tavern wall—randomly throwing them in between long strings of Drow curses. The barkeep had been around long enough to know that the green ooze dripping from the shuriken blades was not something he wanted to touch. How in the hell was he going to clean that mess up without getting poisoned?!

Kinn’s tirade had chased every other patron out of the bar long ago. The barkeep knew he was losing money hand over fist because of whatever had the Drow so upset. He swore to himself he would tell the Enforcer about this, but deep down he was afraid Kinn would find out and then his bartending days would be cut short---literally.

The barkeep sighed. There was nothing he could do but ride out the assassin’s wrath until he drank himself unconscious. Thankfully, the Drow was obviously not a frequent consumer of alcohol and did not seem to hold his liquor well. The barkeep knew that in just a few drinks the Drow would be sprawled out on the table—fast asleep. Sure enough, Kinn was passed out in a drunken stupor before long.

The next day, on the table where the Drow had slept, the barkeep found sack of gold that more than paid for all the lost business and the damages. The poisonous shuriken that had been embedded deep in the tavern wall were gone as well.

The barkeep knew this was as close to an apology as he was going to get from the Unseen.