Although it went against Garadun’s nature to stay in any place named after a unicorn, he had to admit that the Bronze Unicorn Inn knew what it was doing when it came to taking care of its guests. The rooms were spacious and comfortable; with big soft beds, window shutters which locked from the inside, fresh daily linen, a large bronze bathtub and wash basin, lamps that were magically lit, and there was even room service. The inn offered single, double and quad occupancy rooms, and he and Cerathonil had each taken a single because they both needed a bit of privacy.
It had taken them a week to arrive at the city of Verbobonc; once they’d managed to find the proper road after getting directions from a party of gnomes who were making their way south to Hommlet. The only encounter of note (in addition to the giants) was when they were attacked by a spirit naga. They’d made camp for the night in the ruins of an old manor home, when the creatur