Amann glanced around the area quickly. He might have wanted to be out in a city after a week of roughing it under normal circumstances, but now what he really wanted was privacy, and staying in the inn had the added bonus of preventing anyone he knew from seeing him shackled to two Reapers.
Besides, he needed to check on something that had been worrying at him since he'd woken up the day before. His wrists were sore from the manacles, and he thought he'd felt a rough patch in the metal scratch over his sign. It could be nothing, just a scrape that didn't even break the skin. He was making a conscious effort to avoid thinking of the alternative.
"I'll stay at the inn," Amann said, belatedly realizing that he hadn't responded to Renlo's statement.
Post by Kender Bard on Aug 16, 2011 21:48:15 GMT -5
"Gilda would you rather watch him?" Renlo asked.
"No," Gilda said. "You can. I'll relieve you later so you can take care of anything you want to."
They could stay anywhere they wanted and forward the cost to the Taedean coffers of the local temple, but neither Reaper was interested in doing so. Instead, they made their way to the Friendly Arms Inn.
Amann wanted to smack himself. Of course they won't leave you all alone in the room, you idiot. Well, maybe he could get Renlo to stand outside the door for a while.
The inn wasn't particularly large or fancy, but judging from the smells wafting on the air, it boasted a good kitchen. Even Amann's spirits lifted for the moment with the reminder that being in Ilyamen meant getting to eat real food, not trail rations or Renlo's camp cooking.
He looked down at his hands and frowned. "You know, if you walk me in there with these on, they might suddenly have no rooms available."
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Post by Kender Bard on Aug 17, 2011 0:39:31 GMT -5
Renlo frowned. "Yes, I suppose," he murmured. He removed the manacles. "'Sides, with Threnody in the stable I doubt you'll run off suddenly." He slipped the manacles into his knapsack and headed into the room, keeping Amann slightly in front of him.
The common room wasn't very crowded; aside from the innkeeper, there were just a couple of people sitting in chairs, listening to a bard playing his lute. The innkeeper, a grey-haired man with a Water sign on his cheek, looked away from the performance and peered over his glasses at them when they entered. "You folks here for a room or just a meal today?" he asked.
The innkeeper--Bryn--nodded. "Aye, we serve breakfast, too." He gave the price for a night's stay and three meals, which was very fair, and selected two keys to offer to Renlo. "The rooms are next to each other."
"I don't suppose one of them has two beds?" Amann spoke up.
"This one does," Bryn said, holding up one key. "These are the only ones I've got free right now."
Post by Kender Bard on Aug 17, 2011 3:06:24 GMT -5
"Excellent," Renlo answered, reaching for the keys as paid. "Thank you very much, sir."
Gilda returned from handing the horses off to the stable boy. Renlo handed her key to her and headed up to his own with Renlo. Tossing his pack next to one of the beds, he sighed and fell back against the mattress. "Heavenly," he groaned.
Amann smiled a little at that and sank down on the other bed, wincing a little as he tried to relax travel-sore and tense muscles. "Real bed and no rain or wind," he said. Granted, the weather wouldn't be much of an issue if he didn't habitually sleep with his head outside the tent, but he did and it was. "I'm not sure I'll be able to get up any time soon."
Well, if he wasn't going to be left alone, Amann thought he might as well distract himself. Amann twisted to his right to look at Renlo and closed his eyes for a moment as his spine cracked audibly all the way up his back. "Oh, that was nice," he murmured before opening his eyes again. "Home for you was Maelstrom, right?"
Post by Kender Bard on Aug 18, 2011 3:14:40 GMT -5
"Ah, I was going to guess Ilyamen next," Renlo answered. He'd arranged a pillow behind himself and sat up a bit, hands laced behind his head. "If I might be so bold as to ask, but what did you do before you took to thievery?"