Clarisse shrugged as she finished of the rest of her bitter liquid before speaking up.

"I have no problem sharing, would make since as well would be able to protect you easier." Clarisse said wiping the back of her arm across her mouth, "I don't plan on sleeping much anyway."

The noise of Iarei ...

"It makes it a lot easier." Clarisse said in her usual terse tone.

As she surveyed the room she came to the same conclusion as her compatriot, the costumers seemed more worn and tired than anything and fighting these newcomers. Still she steeled herself and readied herself for anything to happen ...

Though she had been traveling for the better part of the day, Clarisse hadn’t noticed any preparations for the apparent upcoming bloodbath that this man was suggesting, and further figured that Jurgen would have said something about the hostilities in the town to her before they left if it was such ...

“I suppose this lynching, is shutting down local business then.” She said glancing at the merchants closed up shop, “By any means is there a place where we could get a room? Maybe after the festivities.”

Normally Clarisse would have gone by other means to get the information she wanted, but she ...

“As you wish then,” Clarisse said knocking back the rest of her drink. She pulled out a small number of bishani and deposited them on the bar before turning and heading towards the door. “Hopefully there’s someone here who’s willing to rent a room to us. “

The light of the day was almost gone ...

“If anyone was on their way here, I didn’t notice them.” Clarisse said, cutting another slice of cheese and eating it off her knife. “Though I suspect that if anyone wanted to be here they would be by now.”

The lack of people, or at least an owner, bothered Clarisse a bit not that she minded the ...

It wasn’t the first time Clarisse had been in a rundown place looking for someone, though it was a bit different when the person she was looking for didn’t owe her or her companions anything. After slipping in she began to look around the establishment for any sign of life as her compatriot did the ...

“I just arrived in town earlier today myself.” Clarisse said from her position slightly behind Iarei’s side, “So I’m not very familiar with the town myself. Though I suspect that we can find you something decent , or at least something that won’t kill you.” Her smirk hidden behind her mask ...

As Jurgen flicked his eyes between the document and Iarei, Clarisse stood patiently trying to conceal her eagerness to run out of the door. Her mind wondered briefly as to what her new employer was going to make her do, looks could be deceiving in her line of work, so she didn’t put anything out of ...

Clarisse’s eyes shot open when she heard Jurgen call for her, and was curious if he had even left yet or if she actually had fallen asleep. Glancing out of the window told her that he hadn’t left yet, and she begrudgingly put her boots back on before walking out the door. Must want to show me where ...

“Well Clarisse Dronne, as you can tell from the look of the place business is a bit slow so you might as well make yourself at home, you’re pry gonna be here for a bit.”

Clarisse nodded and she finished off her bowl of stew, getting up from the table and placing it in a large wooden basin with half ...

“And as promised here is the rest of the payment,” the heafty trader said tossing the mercenary a decent sized bag of bishani, “anything else I can do for you?”

The mercenary said nothing as she reached into her grey surcoat and pulled out an envelope bearing the mark of the Red Ravens Mercenary ...

Hate to be that guy but noones posted in awhile, are we still going on?

And posted, I left a conversation with the Innkeeper/bartender open for you Morveya, though Clarisse had a little one with him herself. Also as an fyi shes not going to be readily available right off the bat, had her go discuss things with her current employer, which if you want could take over for ...

"At least the roads are starting to dry."

Clarisse said to herself as she weaved though the throng of people crowding the downtown streets of Marn. The sounds of merchants shouting their wares to people passing by filled her ears, as well as the random shouting and breaking glass from the nearby ...