"Umm alright," Durgan replies, taken aback. "How about meeting me and a friend at the inn at midday? If you have the means, please do wash up. Otherwise I might be able to sort you out, but later for I am busy."
Zork, after busily talking about last night's dream suddenly realizes there is a stranger perched on Durgan's ear. He stops, eyes down the man and then continues his dream story.
Durgan nods and greets the new guy asking, "At my service? What do you mean? We just met, I don't know anything about you, and despite you following me, I think you know very little about me! I don't even know your name yet!"
The sight of Zork coming in is a welcome relief and distraction. Durgan rises from the table, leaving MorgThal. He begins talking, but soon regrets his decision as Zork explains his dream.
"I'm an astronomer, not an astrologer. If I had to guess what your dream meant, it's that you crave something desperately, money or a woman or both. Just remember the grass is always greener on the other side."
He switches back to the first conversation, "I think we were about to introduce ourselves. I am Durgan, an initiate of the god Trithereon. He urges me to free the oppressed and do good works."
Zork stops going on about his dream and brings himself out of sleep. "I'm Zork, a warrior by career although my dreams say I might be a lover, and you are.. ?"
I am Morg'Thal, to your service as well (Bowing down deeply in a funny fashion)
I've been watching your friend here, Durgan and I think I can be of service to you. I'm in search of adventure and you folks seems like the right kind of fella. But, don't you worry, I can hold my own. I can even get into place you probably think no one can!
Oh, one more thing, for the record, I ain't looking for a lover, so don't think of me this way! Says Morg'Thal with a huge grin!
Zork is amazed by the introduction of the new comer,
"Morg... What you said? Lover?"
All the words confused him, he was still thinking about the beautiful woman in his dreams and looked to Durgan for a translation.
Durgan chuckles, "Just let it slide."
Then he turns serious in a flash. "About that stalking, I don't like it one bit. Someone in town sent a message to highwaymen last time we went out exploring. And with your admission now you're the prime suspect."
He leans in close to MorgThal, "So, how much do you know?"
Acting offended, Morg says "Highwaymen! Now wait a second mister, I don't like these highwaymen one bit and you won't find me working or dealing with them in such manner. My life purposes is to do good, but I don't care one bit about the law. If these guys serve my purposes, I'Il deal with them, but most of the time they seems to be doing the bidding of .... Not sure I should utter such word here"
"Bottom line is that I have no clue what you're talking about. If you have proof, then I challenge you to show it now, for you are mistaken."
Out of Character: Sorry about the discussion in the other forum, I don't think I fully grasp the difference between the two sites. Can you tell me how you handle it. Sorry and thanks. Ps. I'm enjoying this