Teclos woke up.
He didn't know where he was for a second, and he had a brutally painful headache. After a brief moment of gathering his bearings, he remembered that he had stayed in the tavern last night, bought Derrick and his friends drinks, and given Derrick the money for the coat.
After that, he had wanted to leave, but they refused to let him go, and he had to drink with those alcoholics the whole night.
The later parts were hazy, but all in all, they had welcomed him quite spectacularly into the mercenary company. Even Zamas joined them to drink, although not directly. He stayed on the second floor, where he could oversee the pub. Zamas was the name of his new boss, and apparently, the information Teclos had brought would earn them a hefty payout from the church if they played their cards right.
So, of course, they had to celebrate that wonderful news.
