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Message: <blockquote data-quote="SirCaith" data-source="post: 4289981" data-attributes="member: 30859">Lucien MontroseLucien carefully dismounts from Trelayne, his sword never wavering from the two men.  Trouble seems to have abated, but he has not yet seen the Watch approaching.  Leaving the reins dangling (Trelayne is a trained warhorse), he motions the men to back away from their dropped weapons.  He picks the weapons up, and slides them through the straps holding his travel gear on Trelayne's saddle."Since the Watch has not yet arrived, we will await them in the Inn.  Stand carefully, yeomen, and precede me to the door.  I would hate to have to go be shriven tonight for having to relieve you of the burden of life." He gestures with his sword toward the inn while gathering the reins in his off hand.</blockquote>