Then its apparent you have not asked anyone about the beast that sits in front of you. 2 have died at my hands in the last 2 days.

Gandorn takes a huge gulp of his brew and starts to enjoy the spicy sausage with dark bread.

Boromir goes back to serve both the high elf, minotaur and human a new round of drinks.

Boromir,, Can you find something for the stranger for sustinince?

"Yes you are right. I am sure the couple of sausages will not fill his stomach. I shall go get some of that stew I have been cooking all morning long," Boromir says heading back to the kitchen.

Ladies. The air has a smell to it of coming adventure. I may forego the training and go directly for something more intresting. Would you be willing to travel with me perhaps?

Elayra comes down the stairs, pack over her shoulder. She approaches Boromir and asks, "Might you direct me to a merchant who can provide me with provisions for travel, sir?"

The last 2 battles i took place in here are not my normal style of kill everything i see. I am looking something with more challenge and honor to be won.

The sun, although it had long ago lost it's ability to harm her, still proved a nemesis. today, as it casually made it's way in the room at the corners of the heavy drapes, her eyes opened. She had hoped to sleep longer.

Voices came from below, and she could smell meal cooking, nothing of interest to her. Yet her keen sense of smell could detect something further. Spilled blood. She knew she would have to be keenly aware and cautious for she did not seek battle. Tarisar had sent her on a journey, if she did not come back, she feared his retaliation for those that harmed her. If she came back empty handed, she feared his retaliation even further.

She laid in bed, clutching the pouch.

*Marishka walks in quietly, she is wrapped from head to toe in a black cloak. She takes a seat in the darkest corner watching everyone*

I knew i smelled at least one vampire around,,, now we have 2. You wont be like the one that decided foolishly to challenge me yesterday will you?

*looks around. With a soft low voice she speaks*

You talking to me Minotaurs?

Seyven sat straight up in bed, she felt a presence. It was not the kindred soul that had just walked in, another, a danger if she did not extend a welcoming hand. She had no desire to use her powers this early, she had a greater mission in store that would require her skills.

Even though there is one upstairs that i smell stronger than you,, yes i speak to you. I am trying to keep this inn peaceful as possible. Do i have to worry about you breaking that peace.

I do not intend to but if some crosses my path I will fight.

Be fore warned, Do not bring disturbance to this inn,,, Enough blood has been spilled here the last 2 days

Like I said, I do not intend too.

*she sits back in the chair, her red glowing eyes shine as she looks around the inn*

She had no desire to tip toe, rather make a noticeable entrance, yet one of comaradery. As she entered the room, she cast a glance, with a bowing head, towards Marishka, then her eyes surveyed the minotaur.

"Merry meet. I am Seyven, kin to Tarisar. I bring no malice."

Good blood child. Have some rare meat and relax

"Why you can buy everything at Old Flint's Warehouse. Just down the main street past the marketplace," Boromir says.

Old Flint's Warehouse - http://mingle2.com/topic/show/230140

No thank you Im not hungry.


*bows her head back to Seyven*