Snippet #2584631

Hope Froloss

Hope blinked, and the world came back into focus. He stared at the area around him, confused.

What was he doing here? And... It was sunset?! Ok, just what the he -

Oh. Right. Axel and Cato.

They had disagreed to his terms and left the room, probably to look for a more trustworthy job, and... He couldn't really remember anything else beyond the point when they'd close the door behind them. Not good. Hope clutched his head with his hands, and he suddenly felt like laughing even though there was nothing funny about the matter, and geez he'd already forgotten his memory once not again -

"Ok, self, calm down." Hope muttered, grinning mirthlessly at the sound of his own voice. He quickly rechecked his memory, a wave of relief crashed down on Hope when he realized that they were still there. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding and crouched on the ground, suddenly feeling tired from the relief. For a while, Hope just sat there, gathering energy to make a move.

Hope wasn't sure whether or not to feel relief or upset over Axel and Cato not accepting his offer. On the one hand, Hope didn't need to get two hundred gold to pay them, and he didn't have to worry about how to communicate. He also felt a bit bad about lying to them, and wasn't entirely sure what to tell Richard and the others if he has succeeded. On the other hand, no outside information about their enemies to give them a edge, which could obviously be done without but would've still been useful. Also no way to keep someone who was obviously their enemy under watch, and to prevent him from being used by the enemy. People getting paid won't get paid if their employers are dead.

Hope sighed and scratched his head, forcing himself to stand. He probably should be happy, since it made things more simpler to deal with and revealed that he was apparently a great liar. Not good enough to seem unsuspicious, but ok enough to not raise any big alarms. Sure, it was a loss, but not a great one. Still didn't really reveal why he had suddenly shot forward in time, but that could be dealt with later. Picking up his pack and making sure that the key for the room was with him, Hope left the room and went downstairs.

The place was packed. A lot of the townsfolk had came to relax at the inn, and there seemed to be a drinking contest going on at one corner by suspicious looking people. The bar was filled with people as well - neko's, elves, a drow, a faun and what seemed to be a half-elf. Hope raised an eyebrow at that, it was rare to see a drow sitting in the same place as an elf. Then he turned to leave the building, handing the key back over the counter before he did so.

Just as he made his exit from the front door, he remembered about Richard and his other traveling companions. It seemed to be getting dark, and he didn't know where they were, so with a sigh Hope gave a call.

"hey, Richard. I'm done. Sorry for taking so long, it was pretty hard to wrap up. Um, where are you guys?" a thought occurred to him, and he added "Do you guys need food? I'm still at the inn, so I think I can get some."