Holiday in the Sun RPG

[Carrûn]

"I was wondering when you would deem in necessary to venture out. I'm afraid I've grown a bit restless in the short hour."

He smiled inwardly at her apparent restlessness. Careful, that can come back to bit you in the heel when you need to run. Frankly he was ready to be off himself, death of those he cared for was unpleasent but he always felt more secure when he knew it was lurking nearby. This apparent addiction combined with his powerful will and restlessness surged through him like the wines of the distant lands he had visited.

"Shall we exit where we entered or do you have yet another interesting pathway to follow?"

Awrygan shrugged. "I could show you pathes across the world few others know if you truely desired. However for the moment...," he kicked a small door open revealing a downward sloping set of stairs, "this should satisfy your curiosity and serve our purpose. It exits by the stables." Drawing his cloak about his shoulders he softly descended the staircase with Rochelle close behind.

As soon as they exited the Inn the man dropped into a comfortable crouch, then proceeded to light his pipe; a strange thing indeed. Turning so that his cloak hid the light he cupped his one hand and traced lines on it with the other. The pipe was lodged firmly in his mouth making his quiet muttering somewhat difficult to understand. "We will proceed to the warehouses in such fashion....a side door would be the best. Once we enter we will have to deal with any guards and then hopefuly we can take the children and be off. I am not in the mood for rescuing the entire city. If they are not in the warehouses, we will have to ask around as best we could to find out other possibilities." He licked the tip of his thumb and snuffed out his pipe. Turning to leave he glanced back once over his shoulder. "Don't tread on my heels." THen he glided like a shadow towards his objective, lethal and silent now that his path was fixed.