The kelpie managed to make his way to the inn, throwing open the doors and walking up to the desk, setting the elf down in a chair nearby. "Do you have any available rooms?" he asked, the rather plump inkeeper glaring at him.
"And what makes you think your kind is welcome here?" he spat rudely. Myfi frowned, eyes cast downward at the man's words. The kelpie took a deep breath, closing his eyes and leaning over the desk, hands pressed against the top.
"Because we have money and are in need of a room, kind sir." Something in the kelpie's eyes flashed, frightening the man when he looked up. The inkeeper seemed displeased, grumbling as he retrieved a key from the wall. "Thank you," hissed the kelpie exiting the building, picking up the dark elf on the way out.