It Begins With A Map... (Medieval RP)

[LoveThatChick]

(Yeah, sorry for not saying that.)

 

[Frundette]

Glenn scratched his head, unsure what to do about Kenrick and Peyton. He stepped outside the house and looked down the hill. The wagon was still in view, though barely now. "You think they're going to the Fountain?" he asked, referring to The Fountain Inn. "I never did see that man they're with 'fore today, so maybe he's stayin' there?"

"Best hurry though, the sky's about to open up," he said, looking up at the overcast sky. "'Less you want to wait out the rain and see if old man Calhoun had anythin' else good first?"

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"Oh, no bother," Oswin said politely once it seemed clear that the girl's interest in the books were nothing more than passing curiosity.

He looked back to Thea, who had moved ahead of the wagon while the man's attention had been on Jem and Christop. She was hoping that he'd just leave her be, but he urged his pair of horses to catch up to her again. "So, two silver coins for the books?" he offered.

It was more than Thea would have expected for the old books and for a moment she hesitated, tempted to sell. But his willingness also made her wonder if they more valuable than she originally thought. "No, thank you, sir. They are gifts," she said firmly.

Oswin's mouth set in unhappy frown, but he did not push her further. "If you change your mind, I'll be in town for a few days." A few fat raindrops began to fall and Oswin urged his horses back into a trot, not wanting the books to be damaged by the rain.

 

[Animesweetie]

(Sorry I haven't been on. What happened while I was gone? Where did you all leave off?)

 

[LoveThatChick]

Glenn scratched his head, unsure what to do about Kenrick and Peyton.  He stepped outside the house and looked down the hill.  The wagon was still in view, though barely now.  "You think they're going to the Fountain?" he asked, referring to The Fountain Inn.  "I never did see that man they're with 'fore today, so maybe he's stayin' there?"

"Best hurry though, the sky's about to open up," he said, looking up at the overcast sky.  "'Less you want to wait out the rain and see if old man Calhoun had anythin' else good first?" 

Fleta stood and met Glenn at the door, looking out as she answered, "I do think they are staying at the Inn... let's not wait, I do not wish to be caught in the down pour, and I've already looked through most everything here." She forced a smile, then walked out the door.

 

[Frundette]

Glenn fell in step beside Fleta and together they followed the dirt road down the hill toward the heart of the small town. They had not made it half way when the rain started, slow at first, but picking up speed quickly. "Straight to the Fountain?" he asked, hurrying up the pace.

The day was not cold, so he did not much mind the rain, but didn't want their map to be ruined if it got wet.

 

[LoveThatChick]

"Yea, I think we should hasten!" Fleta said, giggling slightly as she pushed her wet hair out of her face, giggling as unlike her, and she quickly stopped. Fleta had not expected it to rain that day, so she hadn't brought a coat, and was well soaked by the time they were in town. But she didn't mind terribly, the rain was refreshing, and helped to take her mind off things, including Kenrick and the journal.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin reached the inn, the wooden sign read, 'The Fountain Inn'. He hitched the Andalusian gelding out front and went in, then ordered a room for the night, sat at one of the round tables on the first floor, and got himself a hot meal from the whence that worked there. He winced, rubbing his bad leg, the right one, it was acting up again and causing shooting pain, the break had never healed properly.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Christof and Jem got to the inn a couple minutes after Unwin, their clothing drenched and heavy with water from the unexpected downpour. They hitched their horses beside the Andalusian and hurried inside. Earlier they had traded their old horses for new ones, in a town roughly halfway from here and their old home. An attempt to make themselves even less noticeable as they were not riding their families prized thoroughbreds. They did not linger for long in the lobby where Unwin was eating, and quickly mounted the steps to their room.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin looked up at the newcomers as they disappeared up the stairs, catching site of the mans appearance for an instance. He grind to himself, Surely, I have not stumbled upon my targets... he thought as he finished the last of his meal, and pushed his plate away. He stood slowly, his leg still paining him, and walked to the stairs, chuckling to himself.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Christof locked the door to their room securely behind him as Jem sank down on the single bed in the room. "Do you think we can stay here?" She asked as he unbuckled their suitcase to get a set of dry clothes to change into.

"No. Only the night." If it hadn't been raining so hard he would have been tempted to leave right away, the man in the lobby had looked strange to him. It make him uneasy, and he couldn't shake the feeling though he tried hard. He threw a set of clothes to Jem and unbuttoned his own wet shirt, peeling the cold fabric from his skin and replacing it with warm and dry material.