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<blockquote data-quote="Captain Impossible" data-source="post: 5652941" data-attributes="member: 6677525">Ser Jarl cleaned off the blood from his hands. He heard the Pentoshi argue with Haken, but kept his mouth shut, more out of exhaustion than anything else. After the foreigners left, he saw Agorn carried through. At the sellsword's mention of being on Corbray land, Jarl said &quot;If you were found on the other side of the stream full of arrows, I don't think Lord Corbray would say much about it.&quot; Ser Jarl had no intention of actually doing it, but he figured it might keep the rogue from feeling so pleased with himself. It was dangerous to have him here. The merchant's other bodyguards might be compelled to try to help him. And his cryptic words could be more than an attempt to rattle the men. Robin and Laton would fish out the truth.It was a welcome sight to see Mhyrko enter the inn. &quot;Greetings, cousin. Where is the menagerie?&quot; He waited for Mhyrko to get a seat before continuing. &quot;On the road we came upon a lady and her squire, hurt from a riding accident. Things were settling down, and now the damned merchant's sellsword killed the stableboy, and attacked both Ser Rolston and his squire.&quot; Ser Jarl took a long sip of his ale. &quot;Rotten business.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Captain Impossible, post: 5652941, member: 6677525"] Ser Jarl cleaned off the blood from his hands. He heard the Pentoshi argue with Haken, but kept his mouth shut, more out of exhaustion than anything else. After the foreigners left, he saw Agorn carried through. At the sellsword's mention of being on Corbray land, Jarl said "If you were found on the other side of the stream full of arrows, I don't think Lord Corbray would say much about it." Ser Jarl had no intention of actually doing it, but he figured it might keep the rogue from feeling so pleased with himself. It was dangerous to have him here. The merchant's other bodyguards might be compelled to try to help him. And his cryptic words could be more than an attempt to rattle the men. Robin and Laton would fish out the truth. It was a welcome sight to see Mhyrko enter the inn. "Greetings, cousin. Where is the menagerie?" He waited for Mhyrko to get a seat before continuing. "On the road we came upon a lady and her squire, hurt from a riding accident. Things were settling down, and now the damned merchant's sellsword killed the stableboy, and attacked both Ser Rolston and his squire." Ser Jarl took a long sip of his ale. "Rotten business." [/QUOTE]

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