Binder Fred
3 rings to bind them all!
Back in the dining room, Rana snatched the locket back from Zanword, her hand surprisingly strong for something so thin. “Congratulations boy, you’ve just lost yourself the right to have a voice in this.”
She did not look at all pleased with him, her lips compressed with what could be... disappointment?
“Now go after the girl before she gets herself into too much trouble.” With a dismissing point of her chin the way Aridha had just disappeared to, and a glare of those pale, hooded eyes for good measure...
After Zanword left <if he does>, the old witch sank back into her chair with a deflating sigh. “Lady give me strength- No, make that Patience... Patience and a healthy dose of something strong to go in my tea.”
Which left... Silent Girl, actually, who was... silently reading something, and... Rana disillusionately considered the softly breathing mountain of polished metal and scaly muscles standing at attention by the entrance...... “I don’t suppose you know anything about bandits or closed roads, do you?”
Little hope there.
OOC: Anything like a sherry or amareto (rhum?) lying about, EB?
OOC: Right now Rana is planning to wait here for Hevar to come back with news from the carpenter and/or with the Woodsman himself. To kill the time, she might see if she can hook the innkeeper into conversation and ask him about 'that business in Nulb'?
She did not look at all pleased with him, her lips compressed with what could be... disappointment?
“Now go after the girl before she gets herself into too much trouble.” With a dismissing point of her chin the way Aridha had just disappeared to, and a glare of those pale, hooded eyes for good measure...
After Zanword left <if he does>, the old witch sank back into her chair with a deflating sigh. “Lady give me strength- No, make that Patience... Patience and a healthy dose of something strong to go in my tea.”
“Oh that will end well,” was Rana’s only comment, though she did companionly warn: “If you get arrested, we will *not* be coming for you.”Templeton scrapped the contents of Aridha's leftovers onto his plate. " I plan on muckin' about meself tonight. When everyone is all sleepin' like. See's what secrets folks about here keep in their hidesy-holes."
Which left... Silent Girl, actually, who was... silently reading something, and... Rana disillusionately considered the softly breathing mountain of polished metal and scaly muscles standing at attention by the entrance...... “I don’t suppose you know anything about bandits or closed roads, do you?”
Little hope there.
OOC: Anything like a sherry or amareto (rhum?) lying about, EB?

OOC: Right now Rana is planning to wait here for Hevar to come back with news from the carpenter and/or with the Woodsman himself. To kill the time, she might see if she can hook the innkeeper into conversation and ask him about 'that business in Nulb'?