Jason meets Kerin’s gaze squarely “Thanks.” Then to Lily and the rest of you “You probably shouldn’t wait for me. If things ‘fall into the soup” I may not be returning, we all know the duties of a younger son.” He turns his horse and rides off into the night with his squire. The darkening sky still smells of rain.
The Green Dragon Inn– The common room is packed, and to your surprise at least 75% of the crowd is women, mostly in simple grey travelling dresses. Some are armed with staves, spears or maces, but none are obviously armored.
The men mostly are at their own tables, they trying not to stare. A bone thin woman with a lined face and steel gray hair wearing a green dress and an apron, comes to meet you, “I’m Mrs. Barkoft, the owner. I’m sorry but I don’t think we can accommodate all of you. We have a full house tonight, and only 1 small private room vacant, although the little lady can probably get space in the common hall downstairs. I do have room for your horses, if you don’t mind 2 to a stall. We have this traveling group of pilgrims taking up most of the rooms.“