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

[Frundette]

"Cover those books, lads!" Oswin yelled back over his shoulder as the rain started really coming down. "Use my cloak!" The heavy-set man pulled the cloak from under the seat and tossed it back to Kenrick, who draped it over the bookcase. Oswin then hurried the horses forward, urging them toward the stables next to the Fountain Inn and within a few more minutes he was maneuvering the wagon into the open double doors of the stables and out of the rain.

"You need us to unload these for ya too?" Peyton asked, jumping out of the wagon.

"No, I think I'll leave 'em in my wagon since I'm not going to be in town long." Oswin said, digging into the pouch at his belt to retrieve a couple silver coins to pay the brothers. "Though, if you're interested in earning a few more coins, I wouldn't mind having someone keep an eye on them overnight."

Eager to take more of Oswin's money, the brothers agreed readily. "Good, good. Come back in an hour or two, then," the man said, wanting a little bit of time to look for the map that he was sure was inside one of these books...

With the silver coins in their pockets, the brothers made their way into the Inn a few minutes before Glenn and Fleta arrived.

"Hey, Kenrick, look who's coming back to visit ya!" Peyton said as the drenched pair opened up the door to the common area.

 

[LoveThatChick]

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.

Connor looked up the stairs, thinking about his options... One; Brake down their door right now, catch them off guard and have them pinned to the floor before they new what hit them, but if they had weapons and new how to use them, he would chance hurting or possibly killing one of them, and he wasn't being payed to do either.
Two; He could wait until the morning, get them while they'er leaving their room, still groggy and slow, but the chance one or both of them escaping would be higher then he liked.
Three; Once they were fast asleep, he could pick the lock, and have them both bound before their eyes even adjusted to the darkness.

Unwin smirked, the latter option seemed like the best, and though he felt bad leaving his horse out in the rain for the night, he had no other chose.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

(Somehow I will tie this in with the treasure map, still figuring out how though!)

With their old clothes draped over a makeshift clothesline in front of the fire, Christof and Jem decided to retire for the night. "We'll have to leave at dawn." He said. "I think we still have some bread leftover in the saddlebags, we can eat that to hold us until the next town. I want to get out of here as quick as possible.

Jem nodded as she leaned over to blow out the candle on the nightstand, plunging the room into darkness. Occasionally a streak of lightning would fill the room with white light, and the rain pounded hard on the window panes. She wondered if it was a sign, an omen of bad luck on a miserable night. "Chris, do you,"

He looked expectantly across the bed.

"Do you think Mom and Dad are still watching over us?"

There was a long pause of silence. "Chris?"

"I think so, they said they would. We should get some sleep though, I don't know where we will go tomorrow."

After Christof fell silent, Jem remained awake for a couple minutes staring at the ceiling. She did not know when, but eventually exhaustion overcame her and she fell asleep.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin had went up to his room and waited, wide awake until around midnight. Lifting himself from the chair he had occupied for the last few hours, he stretched, and checked over his weapons, which amounted to; three sets of throwing knifes, one crossbow and quiver, and a sword that was shorter then most, but in his hands, twice as deadly. He strapped them all on, want to the door, opened it as quietly as he could, and stepped out. His footsteps were almost silent, and as he reached their door, he kneeled, and began to pick the lock...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

After being on the run for the last three months, never knowing when someone was trying to kill or kidnap them, Christof had grown accustomed to sleeping with one eye open. The noise did not immediately wake him as Unwin was indeed very quiet, but he rolled over and unconsciously faced the door while lying in the bed...

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin felt the lock slide back with a smile 'click', and he closed his eyes for a moment, breathing slowly. He turned the knob, and opened the door just enough to slip through, closing it behind him, slowly walking towards the bed...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Christof's eyes flew open at the sound of the door closing, but he stayed perfectly still and gave no indication that he had woken. The room was dark, but a small amount of moonlight coming in from the window allowed him to see the silhouette of a man approaching the bed. He couldn't see Unwin's face, but knew enough that it wasn't Jem. Very slowly he moved his hand under his pillow where he had hidden a knife just for times like these. He had learned to keep his weapons close, closer even than the suitcase on the other side of the room. His hand closed firmly around it and he waited a moment longer for Unwin to get closer...

 

[LoveThatChick]

"Cover those books, lads!" Oswin yelled back over his shoulder as the rain started really coming down.  "Use my cloak!"  The heavy-set man pulled the cloak from under the seat and tossed it back to Kenrick, who draped it over the bookcase.  Oswin then hurried the horses forward, urging them toward the stables next to the Fountain Inn and within a few more minutes he was maneuvering the wagon into the open double doors of the stables and out of the rain.

"You need us to unload these for ya too?" Peyton asked, jumping out of the wagon.  

"No, I think I'll leave 'em in my wagon since I'm not going to be in town long."  Oswin said, digging into the pouch at his belt to retrieve a couple silver coins to pay the brothers.  "Though, if you're interested in earning a few more coins, I wouldn't mind having someone keep an eye on them overnight."

Eager to take more of Oswin's money, the brothers agreed readily.  "Good, good.  Come back in an hour or two, then," the man said, wanting a little bit of time to look for the map that he was sure was inside one of these books...

With the silver coins in their pockets, the brothers made their way into the Inn a few minutes before Glenn and Fleta arrived.  

"Hey, Kenrick, look who's coming back to visit ya!"  Peyton said as the drenched pair opened up the door to the common area.  

Fleta forced a smile, as if pleased to see the brothers, "Hello again, Peyton, Kenrick. I, umm, need a favor." The words felt wrong coming out of her mouth, as if she wished to take them back.

 

[Frundette]

Fleta forced a smile, as if pleased to see the brothers, "Hello again, Peyton, Kenrick. I, umm, need a favor." The words felt wrong coming out of her mouth, as if she wished to take them back.

Kenrick stood as Fleta asked for a favor, his signature smirk plastered across his face as he swaggered toward her. He was already holding a mug of ale in his left hand and put his right arm around her shoulder. "A favor, huh? That's what we're callin' it now?" he said with a laugh.

Glenn crossed his arms over his broad chest, glaring at Kenrick.

 

[LoveThatChick]

Fleta cringed, but stopped herself from shying away as she answered, not acknowledging his remark, "I'd like to look through the books, Oswin's books that you and Peyton helped him with today." She bit the inside of her cheek, the pain helped keep her mind off Kenrick's arm around her shoulders.