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"Wait just a minute," Rochibal says, "You young folks aren't seasoned travelers, are ya?" And without explaining that statement, he marches into the tavern.

You all look at each other and shrug. You have no idea what he has in mind, but you follow him into the tavern.

"Once you've learned a few of the ropes, it's not to hard to...ah...earn...a few funds in a tavern," Rochibal tells you once you're all inside. "Wait here, and I'll see what opportunities await us."

You sit down around an empty table. "Maybe I could dance," Merlyn says uncertainly, watching Rochibal as he walks around the bar and talks to its various patrons. Rial looks bored. Deke stares wistfully at the menu and drink list. You inhale the circulating aromas, and your stomach grumbles.

"I've found us an answer!" Rochibal says as he returns ten minutes later. "The crowd's got a game of darts going, and the prize is up to 150 shrin for a bull's eye. It'll cost us ten shrin to enter...we've got that much, right?...so my question to you is: do you think any of you can do it?"

You take a deep breath. "What have we got to lose?" you ask. "Who wants to try it?"

You lose 10 shrin.
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