The Merry Mage just south of Sarbreenar
RAVELLERS
to Sarbreenar usually look to stay at the Elk’s Roost, the
local inn – ye know, a roadhouse sort of place. Ye can’t
miss it; look for a muddy horse-yard by the road. ‘
I smiled. ‘One of those same adventurers told
me there’s another inn just south of Sarbreenar, along the
road. A place that burned down a year back, but had magics on
its facade that kept them safe from the flames. A place called
The Merry Mage ... a place whose signpost looks rather like a
certain chocolate-loving wizard...’
Elminster growled. ‘The carved signpost of
that ruin is NOT a portrait of me; it depicts some other winking,
leering old bearded wizard.’
"That’s not what I’ve heard,’
I observed to the ceiling. ‘Why, Storm says you once had
three lady friends in Sarbreenar, and when they all found out
about each other, one let the others into your room at that inn,
and –’
"My word, could that be the time?’ Elminster
asked loudly. ‘I really must be off saving the Realms again,
my dear chap; it’s been most kind of ye, to be sure, but
– cheerio!’
There was a flash of blue light, a swirling of pipe
smoke in its wake, and he was gone, just like that. His pipe hung
in the air for just a moment longer, and then faded gently from
view. Before it went, though, I could have sworn it BLINKED at
me. Hmmm. Learning all about Sarbreenar was going to take time
– and edibles galore – indeed. I sighed.
I really should be getting used to all this by now.
Elminster 
Ed Greenwood
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