Snippet #1357685

“Yes… I be a ‘unter… one o’ the brightest finest…” She said with a rolling purr of a laugh. “Tis not easy to ‘unt when your bright orange… I guess I could join you see if what I know is what you seek ‘alf blood… you know you hide it quite well…” She said drawing a thick cloak over herself that hid her Anubian features. “ ‘Ave at wear this… they won’t let Anubians inside… let alone serve us… but forest chief says they’ll get theirs soon enough…” She followed them into a large inn, the tavern was only half full several Anubian’s in chains moved around slowly serving drinks. A plains human who was more wide then tall stood at the bar. He seemed to clean an old mug that was already clean… seeming to go through the motions to keep himself busy. His eyes glanced towards the incoming group… he raising a hand toward’s Nathaniel carrying a young Daughter… but shrugged assuming him only a slave to the Knight that was with him.

“Aye lads and ladies, what can I do for you… five loran a person… for basic rooms… which is a bed…and the walls, roof, and floor… or two lorath for carpeting and other basic comforts and oh coarse a single Loran fer a place to sleep on the floor out ‘ere.//which is how actual inns worked. There weren’t rooms you paid for a spot on the floor.//”