Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191209000634/@comment-25828117-20191210191158

"Alone?"

"What about Baldr?"

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The innkeeper eventually turned around and saw Lysilde along with those that had followed her inside.

"Oh!" He quickly rubbed his hands off on his apron.

"I do apologise for keeping you, if I did! How can I help?"

Lysilde had been patient enough. She did not mind.

"We would like to rent a couple of rooms for the night."

The innkeeper scratched his ear quickly and nodded. As if he somehow hadn't expected customers.

"How many?"

"We are a group of fifteen."

The man's eyes seemed to bulge at that number.

"Well... You're in luck then. All my rooms are as empty as a honey pot near a bears nest!"

Lysilde disregarded the curious simile and went on:

"Then we will take them. Also. We have already hitched the horses by the stables. I hope you do not mind. There was no stablehand to greet is."

The innkeeper shook his head.

"No, no. I'm sorry. I had to cut back on staff due to the tomfoolery of the true faith..."