Micheal takes some of the bread and cheese, thanking the bartender, and walks to the Inn keeper "I had heard there was still beds in the common area, and I was wondering if I could take one" he says holding 5 silvers out.
Kleb also saw nothing, being immersed in his reading. However, he was impressed with the polite conversation he heard thus far around him and smiled to himself in regards to the feeling of shared company.
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Arden rips a hunk off the loaf of bread and pops it into her mouth. A piece of cheese quickly follows and when the innkeep returns with her ale she can only chew and nod in reply. When she finishes that bite she takes another and for the next few moments she focuses only on her food and drink. When half her cheese and bread is gone she looks around the room as if only now remembering that others share the room with her. She swallows the food in her mouth and shifts in her seat. With deliberate slowness she breaks off a small piece of cheese and slips it into the box. She looks over at the black-haired man with the book.
"Right you are, sir," the innkeeper replies to Michael, taking the five coins. "Space aplenty in the common room. An' help yerself ter a blanket n' pillow in tha corner."
Kylest is lost in his own thoughts for a while, staring into the fire, and trying to decide what to do with himself. He looks up at Arden's question though, puzzled for a moment, before realizing it wasn't addressed to him.
Then he turns his attention to Kleb, curious as to the man's answer.
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Kleb looks up in surprise at the tattoed lady speaking to him but recovers and answers, "I am contemplating the Codex of Luthes, ma'am. I find that reviewing the wisdom of men that came before me helps me set the course for my own life. Currently I am reading through the Sayings of St. Matthias and his words on hospitality and charity."
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"Right you are, sir," the innkeeper replies to Michael, taking the five coins. "Space aplenty in the common room. An' help yerself ter a blanket n' pillow in tha corner."
Micheal gets the blanket and pillow so he has it, but decides he wants to try one more of the delicious brew, and goes back to the bar for one final mug.
Arden nods and takes a quick sip from her mug. She glances briefly at the man in blue who passes her as he heads to the bar again. She turns back to the man with the book.
"I've not read the Codex of Luthes. What does St. Matthias say about hospitality and charity?"
Kleb eagerly flips through to one of his favorite passages, "Charity is the path that will create the cycle of community. During a strong crop season, a farmer might give food freely to a hungry cousin of the lawmaker. The lawmaker will in turn protect a merchant's son from a greedy competitor. The merchant will remember the example of the lawmaker and loan the farmer money when a bad season causes the crops to fail. By this the bonds of community will be formed. But beware of the destroyers. There are predators who will try to profit from the weak or the charitable so that they may gain wealth without expending their own labor. When the charitable outnumber the destroyers the community is healthy. When the destroyers outnumber the charitable the community grows sick. Thus spake St. Matthias."
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The innkeeper walks over to the door and peers outside one last time. You can see the sun's last rays have disappeared behind the buildings of the city and it is now quite dark out. "Well, I suppose that's all for tonight. I hope there's no one left out." With that, he bolts the door and heads back to the bar.
A few minutes later, you hear a door open down the hall where the private rooms are located. Shortly thereafter a woman in leather armor carrying a shortspear enters the bar room. She has unkempt short, red hair and a worried look on her face. She glances at the bolted door, then to the innkeeper, "I'm sorry, Olindar, but I have to leave. It's important."
The innkeeper's face goes white in horror as he shakes his head. He moves to stand between the woman and the door. "No, Krethan! It's already dark. I cannae possibly expose ye to the Crucible. Ye know ye are a target."
Krethan glares at the innkeeper, "You know this is something I have to do."
Dejectedly, the innkeeper looks at the floor and steps to the side. Krethan unbolts the door and dashes outside before any of you can react. The innkeeper quickly bolts the door behind her without even looking. He then turns around, a sorrowful look on his face. "A private room has just become available, if any of ye are interested."
The innkeeper walks over to the door and peers outside one last time. You can see the sun's last rays have disappeared behind the buildings of the city and it is now quite dark out. "Well, I suppose that's all for tonight. I hope there's no one left out." With that, he bolts the door and heads back to the bar.
A few minutes later, you hear a door open down the hall where the private rooms are located. Shortly thereafter a woman in leather armor carrying a shortspear enters the bar room. She has unkempt short, red hair and a worried look on her face. She glances at the bolted door, then to the innkeeper, "I'm sorry, Olindar, but I have to leave. It's important."
The innkeeper's face goes white in horror as he shakes his head. He moves to stand between the woman and the door. "No, Krethan! It's already dark. I cannae possibly expose ye to the Crucible. Ye know ye are a target."
Krethan glares at the innkeeper, "You know this is something I have to do."
Dejectedly, the innkeeper looks at the floor and steps to the side. Krethan unbolts the door and dashes outside before any of you can react. The innkeeper quickly bolts the door behind her without even looking. He then turns around, a sorrowful look on his face. "A private room has just become available, if any of ye are interested."
Paldon looks "Umm...how much more would it cost?" he asks.
The innkeeper seems clearly distracted, "Cost? Oh, um, let's see, 20 silvers. I guess that would be a difference of 15 then... Poor girl. Doesn't even know what she's getting herself into."
The innkeeper seems clearly distracted, "Cost? Oh, um, let's see, 20 silvers. I guess that would be a difference of 15 then... Poor girl. Doesn't even know what she's getting herself into."
"Ill take it then" Micheal says as he pulls a gold piece and a 5 silvers from his pocket.
The innkeeper half-heartedly takes the money and marches stone-faced back to the bar, where he rests his head on his hands and gazes at the door almost mournfully.
The innkeeper half-heartedly takes the money and marches stone-faced back to the bar, where he rests his head on his hands and gazes at the door almost mournfully.
"Is he a good friend of yours?" Micheal asks seeing the Innkeepers somber manner.
Arden's response to the akolite or priest or whatever he might be dies on her lips as the small drama between Olindar and Krethan plays out in front of her. Before she knows it the woman is gone.
The Coward's wail of fear echoes through her thoughts as she pushes back from the table and walks to the door.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Olindar, but I find there is something I must do."
She steps past the innkeep and throws the bolt.
"I hope we have the opportunity to continue our discussion another time, good sir."
Leaving the door gaping open, Arden hurries into the street and looks for Krethan.
Kylest pays only half a mind to Kleb's sermon, his mind wandering again. The sudden arrival of the woman puzzles him, and even more so the innkeeper's reaction. When the room is offered up again so soon after the woman leaves, Kylest turns to Kleb.
"Won't she be returning?"
Then Arden rushes outside as well, and his confusion only grows.
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Before the innkeeper can respond to Michael, Arden dashes outside, leaving him gaping in surprise for the second time tonight. He rushes to the door, calling to Arden, "Please, don't! I can't keep the door unlocked for you if you leave!"
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It is dark outside. There are very few street lanterns and it is very quiet. You feel the wind whip up behind you giving you a very sudden chill. Listening carefully, you think you hear footsteps in a nearby alleyway. Before you have a chance to investigate, you hear a sudden woman's scream issue forth from the alley.
From inside the inn, you all hear a piercing scream echo out through the night, followed by a sudden silence. Olindar's face goes white.
Arden shivers suddenly feeling very exposed and is glad of the shadows. She clutches Psycho's box tightly to her chest and oddly feels a small sense of comfort from doing so. Trying very hard to be quiet and remain hidden in the shadows she walks slowly towards the alley.
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Move Silently +1
Hide +6
She will stop before she reaches the alley and try to peek around the corner if nothing else happens before she gets there.
Before I let Arden go too far by herself, does anyone want to follow her? It's a bit early to be warning you about splitting the party up since technically, none of you know each other. However, anyone from Narovan knows she has just put herself in a lot of danger. Even if you aren't from Narovan, the innkeeper's actions should indicate the gravity of the situation.
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