"We must be just! We must be fair!" Llewnar looks around desperately, grabs Gruntil's hand and together they do a runner, leaping out the nearest window.
Randel tries to grab them but is too slow. They fall from the second story onto the street below.
Llewnar and Gruntil pick themselves off the ground and then both blow raspberries at Randel before running off into the street.
Five seconds later, Llewnar can be seen creeping back. He'd forgotten his bow and arrows.
Llewnar and Gruntil pick themselves off the ground and then both blow raspberries at Randel before running off into the street.
Five seconds later, Llewnar can be seen creeping back. He'd forgotten his bow and arrows.
Randel is still at the window and sees Llewnar approaching. "Oi! Wha' d'you think y're doin'?"
Llewnar quickly looks up at the window with an expression of horror, he turns and bolts back the way he had come.
He gets to where Gruntil had been hiding, waiting for him. Gruntil grins, his face covered in black soot and slowly reveals the bow and arrows. While Llewnar had been trying to back into the inn, the goblin had climbed down one of the chimneys and down Llewnar's bedroom fireplace, where he found the weapons.
Randel is still at the window and sees Llewnar approaching. "Oi! Wha' d'you think y're doin'?"
Llewnar quickly looks up at the window with an expression of horror, he turns and bolts back the way he had come.
He gets to where Gruntil had been hiding, waiting for him. Gruntil grins, his face covered in black soot and slowly reveals the bow and arrows. While Llewnar had been trying to back into the inn, the goblin had climbed down one of the chimneys and down Llewnar's bedroom fireplace, where he found the weapons.
The broad-shouldered man holds out a hand to stop her. "One moment, miss. You should probably pay before you head out."
*Hears racket coming from up stars. Tosses a money satchel at him* "No time!" *Runs pat him towards exit.*
The man steps in front of Tasha, placing a hand on her shoulder as he counts the money in the pouch. Grabbing several and handing the pouch with the rest back to her, he steps aside. "Go ahead."
*Hears racket coming from up stars. Tosses a money satchel at him* "No time!" *Runs pat him towards exit.*
The man steps in front of Tasha, placing a hand on her shoulder as he counts the money in the pouch. Grabbing several and handing the pouch with the rest back to her, he steps aside. "Go ahead."
*Has hand on hilt of a sword no one knew she had. Whistles*
In stable: Her large black horse bolts, jumping over the stalls wall.
The man steps in front of Tasha, placing a hand on her shoulder as he counts the money in the pouch. Grabbing several and handing the pouch with the rest back to her, he steps aside. "Go ahead."
*Has hand on hilt of a sword no one knew she had. Whistles*
In stable: Her large black horse bolts, jumping over the stalls wall.
The man looks at her sternly. "No need for trouble, lass. Just didn't want you to overpay." His accent is odd; Tasha can't quite place it.
The man looks at her sternly. "No need for trouble, lass. Just didn't want you to overpay." His accent is odd; Tasha can't quite place it.
*Looks back at him not saying anything* He can see that Tasha's terrified. Horse slides to a stop outside. *Hops lightly on to it's back*
The man gives a comforting smile. "Everything's all right, lass. If --."
He is interrupted by Tall Wymond, who arrives just behind the horse. "Nex' time, jus' ask me --."
And Tall Wymond is interrupted by Randel, who has just stomped down the stairs and marched up to the door. To Tall Wymond, he shouts. "In th' mornin', w're buyin' a new bed." He turns, pointing at Tasha. "You, girl! Y'can stay in th' stables if y'wan'. Full price!" He turns again, now facing the broad-shouldered man. "Ev'nin', Anders. Y're late!" And then he stomps away, toward the kitchens.
The broad-shouldered man -- Anders -- looks at Tasha. "He won't charge you full price. He's just in a bad mood." Tall Wymond nods agreement.
Llewnar quickly looks up at the window with an expression of horror, he turns and bolts back the way he had come.
He gets to where Gruntil had been hiding, waiting for him. Gruntil grins, his face covered in black soot and slowly reveals the bow and arrows. While Llewnar had been trying to back into the inn, the goblin had climbed down one of the chimneys and down Llewnar's bedroom fireplace, where he found the weapons.
OOC: There are no fireplaces in the bedrooms.
OOC: All right, fine.
IC: Gruntil sneaks up the stairs, tiptoes his way to Llewners bedroom and sneaks out with the bow and arrows strapped to his back.
