You straighten your self out as much as someone who has nearly drowned, nearly been frozen to death and almost buried alive all in hour can and head into the Inn.
It's a large but cosy place and seems fairly busy, people of various races are eating and drinking
As you approach you notice he looks down at his hands, his eyes widen slightly.
"Friend... you seem a canny sort so I'll not...
Soon you find yourself well fed, warm and in the company of friendly types.
You decide to tell a story:
The full title of the second is Chiefs Defeat of the Lords Alliance with a slap.