Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25242640-20140808001210/@comment-25280555-20140819210449

((I don't think Re'van would appreciate that =P Also, Moorside is one of those one-floor inns.))

-Fi'ra, who had sat down at one of the tables next to Erolith, watched on as the fight came to an end. The Redguard innkeeper, Jonna, spoke with a shaky but defiant voice to the group, "You all better leave before I call the guards. They were after you for a reason, that much is clear."-

-Erolith looked to Fi'ra expectantly, and she nodded. It wasn't entirly clear who was controlling the shadows this time, but it still carried out their orders. The darkness reached into the innkeep's head, her scream muffled by the cloud of shadows but her eyes flooded with pain. After a moment, she fell to the floor, unconsious. ((It's about 9:55 btw, and the ppl in the inn are asleep))-

-Fi'ra smirked and looked at the group.- She should be fine, but she won't remember much of tonight. Or anything at all about it, really. -she got up and walked to the passed out Jonna, double-checking that everyone in their rooms were still asleep as she passed them. Fi'ra bent over Jonna's body, instinctivly checking pockets and patting her down for valuables.- Hm...didn't have much on her....ah! -Her ears perked up as she pulled out a key and stood. She flashed an sly smile to the group- Fi'ra will return shortly. -and she dissapeard down the steps to the celler-

Fi'ra