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Message: <blockquote data-quote="TwistedMindInc" data-source="post: 3729067" data-attributes="member: 39574">The youth screeches to a halt, dust flying up from his suddenly stopped feet. He blinks several times, sizing up the cleric. Now.. he had two choices. Run away or actually obey. Opting for the second option he nods and trots off towards the Inn of the Welcome Wench, every so often he glances over his shoulder to ensure that Erik is still following the leader. The boy stops outside the Inn's doors, his head bowed as he becomes rather interested in his feet. ****A paled skinned woman with contrasting hair of ebony moves to face Jayla on the serving side of the bar. "What do you want?" Her tone wasn't friendly, nor was the expression she offered to the totemist. A jagged elbow dug into the bar's top as she casually leaned upon it, her cold blue eyes bore into Jayla's.****The monk's journey is not hindered by the distraction of dangers, in fact his travels are rather uneventful and boring. But, then again, that would be a matter of opinion. One may not want to over load on dangers when there is a good chance the reason they are drawn to Hommlet is for that reason alone. Yun's wagon rolls into town, about the same time as an older man barks out orders to a young boy. "You there..BOY! Tell me where the nearest Inn is at!" The boy hesitates at Erik's orders, but complies and runs off down the street.</blockquote>