"It'll be better when there's more people around." He promises. "More people who know a thing or two about the world, not these sheep-fuckers." All the same, he stays on his guard.
It is a little better once they pass through the gates. It's not that there isn't muttering and pointing, but it's easier to drown out on the bustling activity of the town. The innkeeper at the establishment Eskel steers them to even greets him by name, even if he's merely professionally cordial and offers him "the usual", which turns out to be a small room tucked back towards the kitchens.
"Bed's yours." He says, setting down his gear and shrugging out of his jacket.
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Date: 2021-08-18 08:32 pm (UTC)It is a little better once they pass through the gates. It's not that there isn't muttering and pointing, but it's easier to drown out on the bustling activity of the town. The innkeeper at the establishment Eskel steers them to even greets him by name, even if he's merely professionally cordial and offers him "the usual", which turns out to be a small room tucked back towards the kitchens.
"Bed's yours." He says, setting down his gear and shrugging out of his jacket.