Eloi took Harrow out to the forest to bury him. I wanted to go to pay respects myself, but I felt it was something Eloi needed to do on his own.
The Halfling that owns the inn where we're staying said I could play some music for everyone. I started with a sappy ballad and it didn't go so well. I switched to some sea shanties and people seemed to get into it. I even made a little coin.
That Companion lady sent for us saying she had another job. There was some bad stuff happening in the poor part of town. She didn't care enough to send her own people, but since we're dispensable to her, she sent us. We found a person sized hole with weird mossy stuff growing out of it. Inside we had to fight some... mean... somethings. There were four in all and they kept teleporting away. It was fun. Eloi was whacking them with a crowbar. How cool is that?
That night I waited for Zachary to fall asleep and then I buried his armor because it's made out of dead kobolds. Now, I know I don't like other kobolds much based on my history with them, but they still deserve a proper burial. He seemed annoyed in the morning. Weird.