Snippet #2588418

Stephen Kane raised an eyebrow as the Tellem tumbled down the stairs and landed promptly in a messy heap in front of him. He sighed, blowing air between his teeth, and shook his head at the Tellem's excuse.

"You don't need to try to escape from me, you should know." Seph said to him. "I'm not planning on turning you in. You stole something from me, and even though I noticed, that's commendable." He pondered on whether he should mention that he might have plans to take Latter on as his apprentice, even though the short elf was probably too old. He shrugged, if he could make a good Ranger, then age didn't matter as much. "Anyways, what would you like to eat? After break, you're coming with me t-"

Just then the door to the inn flew open. A city guard stood in the doorway, and behind him a line of guardsmen could be seen marching down the road. The guard barked at the inn's inhabitants; "Everyone! Be at the City Plaza in the next two hours! King Threllen Greyford II will be speaking to the crow-" He stopped yelling immediately upon spotting Seph, a Ranger. "M-m-my apologies, Sire." He stuttered. "I didn't realize you were in here, nor do I wish to issue orders to you, but all Rangers in the city limits are expected to be there to guard the king."

Seph sighed. "We'll be there. Go along." The guard left the inn and Seph turned to Latter. "Well? What do you want to eat? Let's make it quick, we should leave in the next thirty minutes."