After a long battle you had finally taken down the goblin camp and killed all the goblins and their leaders, it wasn't easy but you did it anyways. As a thank you the tieflings that asked you to take out the goblins hosted a party in the groups honor. It was a humble party with cheep wine and music but it was a party nonetheless, the people were happy.

Gale stayed in front of his tent, as charming as he was he was never one to mingle with people. He was still quite socially awkward due to spending a year alone in his tower at Waterdeep but he was slowly adjusting again. There was also a lot on his mind, particularly about the netherese orb and when he would need to consume another magical item to keep it from exploding and killing everyone nearby. But maybe... just maybe for tonight he could enjoy himself and forget about Mystra.