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Caitlyn starts to feel a little tipsy from the ale that she's consumed over the night. "Queen of Pace, eh? I always thought Sir Aveline might be a nice sounding name! Or Justicar... I like Justicar... I like the idea of having a title. I'm rambling now.." She says, a slightly druken stupor clear in her voice. The idea of working with someone who was in with the Queen did have it's appeals, if for secret, underhanded reasons. If she was good to her people, then having a sponser is fantastic, if she was bad... then Caitlyn could have some direction on where to start next.

I nod.
"A queen is a good woman to go to..." I mutter in my drunken voice. "The town gate...first light..."
As I, too, am getting a little tipsy, I take the initiative and stand up, using the chair for support.
"Feryan and I shall retire for the night, if you don't mind," I say.
I lead Feryan to our room, where I collapse on the bed before his thick frame has finished pushing the door closed.

"Well apparently you dont know about atlantis its not necessary a place of water its a place unknown to the world where we beings have many powers at our disposal once we know how to use it them he said and flicks his eyes looking at the boy with the wolf". "He gets up feeling almost ready to just go on but decides to rest since he himself didnt do any of the drinking but find it wise to rest of for the adventure adhead. I guess i may see you 4 tommorow" he said with a smile smile

The woman smiled as everyone headed up to bed. She finished cleaning up as everyone else went home or to bed and grabbed her younger brother and went upstairs.



That morning everyone would awaken to a the coins they had spent last night sitting right in front of them on the little wooden table in the corner. The rooms were adequate, a cheap bed, a little old wooden table, and a chair.

That morning the village was barely waking up as our mysterious lady makes her way to the town gate while her younger brother was waiting by the inn, sitting on a barrel outside the door, twirling his pure white bladed dagger with a gold gem.

I slowly wake up, Feryan still in my arms as my source of warmth. I quietly get up and get dressed before leading Feryan out of the room and down to the tavern. I sit down at the bar and wait for someone to attend to me, with Feryan sitting at my side.

I wake up from Caitlyn's jostling and look around confusedly. "Dear me... whatever happened last night surely must have been amazing to lead to a morning such as this." I say somewhat in jest and then look over my shoulder at Caitlyn. "I hope you slept comfortably and that this was not too awkward a situation for you."

"Certainly not..." I say with a faint, suppressed giggle. "What could have possibly given you the idea that I hid something?"