The group retraces its steps through the bustling Market Square, past stalls with sacks of potatoes or bolts of vibrant silk, luxurious carpets and honey in the comb. Along the quay, a fenced-in area contains a multitude of sheep, cattle, and poultry, animal musk and squawking, lowing, and baaing assailing the senses. A musician strolls by, playing a lute tolerably well, though he seems to be still getting the hang of some of his chords.
Crossing a short bridge, the group walks under an archway and past several warehouses, storage no doubt for merchants in Lake-town. Another archway leads to a residential area of small homes, townhouses and apartments, many brightly painted or decorated with ropes and canvas. Here a group of children are having a foot race, several small and medium sized dogs chasing excitedly alongside.
Now turning to the north, the travelers come to a gate that leads up to the Town-hall looming above them. The gate is staffed by two guards, who look at the group suspiciously, but when Mock says they are there to visit Glóin, the guards allow them to pass through the gate, though the two guards watch the travelers carefully.
This area of Lake-town is on a higher elevation than the rest of Esgaroth, the stilts here stouter and rising higher out of the water. The Town-hall is on an even higher platform and rises three stories in the air. Following the Dwarves' directions, the group finds a lavish, well-built manor across from the steps leading up to the Town-hall, and knocking on the door, they are shown inside by a young Dwarf who looks curiously at the strangers and their weapons and leaves them in the vestibule.
The young Dwarf disappears within the interior of the mansion, and after a few minutes, an older Dwarf emerges, wiping ink from his fingers with barely contained impatience. He is a middle-aged Dwarf and wears rich white clothes, matching the hue of the two points of his forked beard. He looks expectantly at the group of heroes.
"I am Glóin. What can I do for you?"
OOC: So far, I have Mock, Navarre, Gram, Gwydian, and Thibault heading to see Gloin. Jody, let me know what you are doing, if you're following the others or going off on your own.
Tell me how you're going to approach this meeting, whether you speak individually or designate a spokesperson. Whatever your choice, also give me a Savoir-Faire (High Society), Savoir-Faire (Military), Diplomacy, or Fast-Talk roll.