"That guy got surrounded by hobgoblins in the mines and was chased around!" "Yeah, hilarious! He went in so confidently with just a shovel, and look how it turned out!" Wesley made his way to Midnight, the country's biggest pub. He scanned the room and spotted Master Grogi and the others who had accompanied him to the mines earlier. "Master Grogi," Wesley greeted respectfully upon reaching their table. Master Grogi and his companions had already noticed Wesley approaching in his black cloak, so they weren't surprised. "Tempest, have you finished the task I gave you?" Master Grogi asked, downing another beer and slamming his mug on the table. Bam! "Ah! Sit down, young lad!" Milles, another NPC, urged, gesturing to the only free seat beside him. Wesley took the seat without a word and faced Grogi, answering, "Not yet, Master Grogi. I still need five more to complete it." "I see," Grogi nodded understandingly. Then his expression turned sharp as he scrutinized Wesley and asked,
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