<The prior night>
Pulling the violin away from him, Ayden felt better, but knew that his heart had not been in the performance. His mind was drifting between the notes of the music, and the unspoken worries he had for the upcoming journey.
Nodding his thanks to Andreas for his praise of the song, Ayden walked to the bar and began to rewrap the violin with the soft cloth inside of the case.
As the barkeep offered his praise as well, Ayden smiled in thanks and turned to face the mage.
"The trip and the Sheriff's words have distracted me I think. Hopefully, Finder was busy elsewhere and did not hear the disservice I did to his violin tonight. However, the hour grows late my friend, and I am sure that tomorrow will hold many challanges for us."
Heading to the common area where Mosslime was already sleeping, Ayden unrolled the sleeping mat the inn provided and settled in, falling asleep almost as soon as his head rested on the pillow.
<Morning>
Opening his eyes as the sun began its rise, Ayden knew that dawn was approaching and his time to pray to Finder was near. Smiling to himself, Ayden remembered the days when he would just be returning home from an evening out with his collegues. Pushing those thoughts away, Ayden opened his heart and mind to Finder, and as music began to fill his ears, he knew he was no longer alone.
~Well, a funny thing happened to me and Moss last night...~
<On the road>
As a female scream cut through the personal thoughts of all walking together, Ayden quickly began looking to see where the cry came from.
Spotting the two halflings, as well as their attackers, Ayden's first instinct was to get them away from there as quickly as possible. Grabbing the silver medallion of his faith, Ayden called upon Finder for aid and shouted his prayer for all to hear.
"By Finder's will, you shall STOP!"
(OOC: Command Turn attempt)