Part 4

As they arrived at the village Vordea left her gauntlet in several years ago, she was amused to see it finally had a name. However, she was less amused at the name itself, though it felt right. Godsdrink had a nice ring to it, at least.

"I thought you said this place didn't have a name?" Elias asked as they passed by the sign at the edge of the village.

"It didn't." Vordea answered curtly.

Elias chuckled in response as Vordea subtly gestured at the tavern. As the four of them stepped inside, the same barkeep who was there over 4 years ago recognized Vordea immediately.

"Lady Vordea! You've returned!" He exclaimed. "Please, sit!"

"I'm afraid I can't stay to chat. I've only come to retrieve my gauntlet." Vordea answered.

"Of course, it's still where you left it." He answered, gesturing at the pure black metal gauntlet still sitting on the counter, surrounded by various trinkets and prayers.

"It seems you created a small shrine." Elias said with a smirk.

"Oh never you mind." Vordea said, playfully punching Elias in the arm. She picked up her gauntlet, brushed it off, placed it back on her hand, and grinned.