As Arladerus trekked through the dirty path, he looked from left to right and examined the buildings, looking for an inn where he could rest his head. He had been walking from a faraway city, and the only thing he looked forward to at that moment was a soft pillow. Or better yet…
The knight shook his head violently. Lustful thoughts is a deadly sin, and it wouldn’t help him right now. All that mattered was the mission. Arladerus glanced behind him, only to find a pretty young lady with a bow and arrow over her shoulder walking in the same direction as him. As soon as he began to think of why the road was empty except for him and her, he came across a tavern. Nothing else mattered to him at that moment; his eyes sparkled with joy. He opened the door, waltzed into the building, slammed the door closed, hearing a thud as he swung it back.
It was empty except for the owner. Arladerus would have questioned this and asked about the rumours of Vu Talia, but he was too exhausted. He needed rest. “How much for a bed?” he inquired the bartender.
“That’ll be 50 Gold,” he said. Both Arladerus and the owner of the tavern knew that this was an outrageous price. “I know what yer thinkin’. What the hell is this ol’ fool doing, chargin’ me 50 Gold fer a bed? Well I ain’t gettin’ any business and I need the money. Either 50 Gold or find somewhere else to stay.” The bald man was right to charge that much, in terms of business. He ran the last remaining tavern in the city. None of them were getting any real business; ever since Raczynski’s reign of terror began, nobody would dare visit the city, nevermind stay for a night. The only thing people cared about was getting out. Arladerus reached for his pouch, took out 50 gold coins and paid the man. However, before climbing up the stairs, Arladerus swung his head one last time to take a good look at the “empty” tavern. He saw the woman from earlier, with an angry facial expression.
(k let’s get it on connie <3)