Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-27550231-20191201143119

The headmistress led the trio through the halls of the inn showing them all the humble amenities they could offer. Painted clay and lined the walls while wooden beams accented and supported the old structure. The headmistress told them of the buildings history and how it survived the revolution half a decade ago and was refurbished throughout the years, but Jorge paid her no mind as he followed along wondering where he had gone wrong. He played the event in his mind again and again trying to find a way that could have gone better. For a moment he contemplated ordering her to stop hoping that some fiber of her past remained that would make her halt, but he knew that would only breed more resentment between them driving them further apart.

HM: "And here are your rooms. They may not be up to your standard of luxury but these are the best we could provide on such short notice. It is not often when friends of the town council come to stay in our lodgings." From her pocket the headmistress provided two keys and offered them to the trio, Aigis promptly collecting them and thanking her for her assistance.

The trio stood alone at the end of the hall the doors to their rooms wide open yet Jorge did not move. Lost in thought he looked out the window to the tower in the distance, it's dark interior beginning to light up against the evening dark.

"It is time..."