*another tear dropps, as Ifritius steps up to the bar for a stiff drink*

Barkeep, elvin whiskey please.

*starts to snore*

they have been out there a while i shall go check on them

*looks at the cuts on his wrist, longing for a day when finally his attempts at suicide will succede so he may join his fallen friends and family in heaven*

*thinks to himself, damn you Barbus, why did I have to listen to you, kill a god, nothing bad could come from it*

*shots head up, notices the dark one looking at his wrist* suicide is not a way out

no kidding, I have been trying for the last 260 years, I am cursed to walk this land forever. Do you know what it is like to watch everyone you care about die? I have outlived my family and friends, I should have passed on by the time I was 90, but here I am still, no thanks to that Winged Hotshot.

Sorry for the outburst, I do not mean to vent out you like that, I just found out yet another one of my friends was dead.

*looks at him shocked, not know such a little man could get so angery* yes I do know what it is like, people have come to my land killing my family an friends...for what? for the thing we were? thing we did not choose to become? I feel your pain.

*walks back in shrugs his shoulders maybe they went for a walk*

awful brisk wind tonight with a wicked blood moon

please forgive me, I should have never popped off like that. I definately see where you are coming from, though my friends and family were never hunted like your people, and I truly feel badly for you.

That is why I want out of this life, I have had it with seeing things through these eyes, I watched my kids grow up and have kids of thier own, who had kids... This is why I stopped letting people into my life, I cannot stand watching them die, I can only bring them back once, and they die again of old age or are killed or something, so I stopped resurrecting people. This is all Barbus's fault you know.

*walks over to the little man and puts her hand on his shoulder* all is forgiven... how is this his fault? why do you blame someone else for your actions?

*dismisses himself and heads to his room upstairs, trying to hide the fact that his emotions are getting the better of him*

I warned Barbus that the mission he was to take us on was a bad idea, killing a god, but no, he was blinded by the spoils of war, the riches the fortune, I was bound by contract to work with him, and here I am, an immortal for killing a god.

*lets him go...thinking to herself* *hmm... immortal..for killing a god*

*puts his head down a bit thinks to himself man he has said a bit to much*

*walks out the door and into the night with a wicked smile*

the door swings open with a thud as RéAnna walks in from the night. A wicked smile sets on her perfgect lips. The scent of jasmine fills the air as she walsk in a nd goes to the bar. She looks to see who is here. SHe reaches for a bottle of grapan liquor. Opening the bottle with her teeth , sh etakes a long needed drink.

*is starteld out of his sleep looks up to see who has come in*

*Alatariel enters the inn*

*She seems to be tired*

*Rathil reenters the inn and sees Alatariel, he goes over and sits next to her.*

My dear, where did you go last night? I was out all night looking for you.

XI (day 3) of the time of the fall era

Borimor Riniken the barkeep is up in the early mornings to hang up the menu of the day and to get the tavern ready for customers.

The menu reads: Fried Borak Beast liver chunks sautéed in grapan liquor and various herbs. The meal is served with mixed vegetables.

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Complaints continue at the Marshall’s office this morning as more stealings have happened in yesterday’s festivities. It has been many days now and no one has a clue who or what is able to plunder and steal without being seen.

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Much of the town is filled with debris from the Fall Festival. The inhabitants of the town are busy trying to clean it to living standards. The day is cloudy, chilly, and a bit windy as many of the trees scattered around town have lost their leaves. Howling of wolves just outside of town have occurred frequently.