Pandora wrote:Sera holds the jacket close to her and follows Pan and SD.
Pan leans into SD and whispers, "I have a feeling this isn't going to go smoothly..."
When has anything ever gone smoothly for us...
*A man on a horse approaches the small group.*
I swear to god if this guy is part of some Holy Order here to stop us or some stupid nonsense I'm just going to shoot him. I don't care what happens after that because quite frankly I can't take it anymore.
*The man on the horse is clearly drunk and speaks in a slurred Irish accent.*
"Oi, you fellas heading *hic.* to town?"
Please God throw us a bone....Yes.
"Aye you best hurry then, don't want you to miss out on the ale. There might be something weaker for your lass friends"
Thank you, are there any inns with rooms available?
"Heh, there's always rooms available, half the time people are either passed out drunk or fightin' at night."
Good, thanks for the information.