Chapter One - Missing

[tarlyn]

Tromo smiles mischievously and checks the coat.
If there's nothing in particular in the pockets or elsewhere, he'll make a present to the first beggar he'll see around and then follow inside.

A white haired man staggers along the street, obviously drunk. A straw hat adorns his head. He sports a torn and dirty tunic and unusually colored pantaloons.
He wears no footwear and he looks all around, eyes unfocused. Residents pass him by, some politely nod "Fred" and move. One or two drop some coins in a wooden cup
hanging from his neck on a hemp necklace. He spies you all before you enter the Inn and walks over to you. "Shayy.... 'ave you got some ale... BELCHHHH!!! I think I forgot
my pants..."

He reaches down and touches his leg.. "Oh, shorry... I gots them.. I'm I uh Im Fred. Yesh I'll order a drink now.." his eyes go crossed as he appears to be thinking before exhaling and grins really odd like. "Oh mother, Imma go home now." He walks on, eyes unfocused. His hand reaches to his hip and he takes a waterskin and he sips greedily
before continuing on.