leaves the arena

The ceilings to the underground are far beyond the elves eyes. Perhaps dwarves may have built his fascinating secret society. If the Marshall or Lord know of this??

There is a passageway that goes back to where you came from and to the east another one going down some underground hallways unknown. Perhaps something to look at after a good rest from fighting so hard in the arena.

There is a potion stand but it looks like it is closed for now. Across the huge platform there are boulders big enough to sleep behind if one wants to.

*Being used to such things as this living outdoors for so long Rathil curls up behind one of the big rocks and drifts off to sleep*

*Follows the ranger's instincts. He has occasionally had to do stuff like this himself as a wanderer.*

takes his winnings and follows the others and finds a rock for himself

*Steps outside of the inn and watches to make sure the way is clear. As soon as she knows its safe she goes across the street to the peir. She chooses a different one this night trying to break habbit. She sets up a small camp using her cloak for a bed and bag for a pillow*