*The Verge of War* A Medieval Rp

"Oh" she started to walk outside.
The blonde at the table stood up, brushing off his pants, (which, in fact, had nothing on them), then went to go outside after Jenel. "Well, I am afraid that I won't be staying overnight. I tend to prefer my own bed, my saddle, or the open ground." He turned around, moving out the door backwards. "I might be here next month, but that depends on if Redd wants to come or not."
 
Katrina came outside right as Heleman was talking, so she heard what he was saying. Good, one less mouth and person to feed and watch, she thought. But then thought, pity it wasn't Redd leaving. She glanced at Jenel. "You're most welcome to sleep in this open ground," she chuckled as she gestured around them.
 
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Redd came back down the loft, seeing the redhead he came over. "Hi. My names redd." Normally he wasn't one for Introduction, but he figured that if he would be staying, he might as well.
 
Redd came back down the loft, seeing the redhead he came over. "Hi. My names redd." Normally he wasn't one for Introduction, but he figured that if he would be staying, he might as well.
(she was outside. But it's fine) Katrina turned. "Hi. I'm Katrina, Jenel's maid," she explained. "Is the loft satisfactory?" She asked
 
Katrina came outside right as Heleman was talking, so she heard what he was saying. Good, one less mouth and person to feed and watch, she thought. But then thought, pity it wasn't Redd leaving. She glanced at Jenel. "You're most welcome to sleep in this open ground," she chuckled as she gestured around them.
"Eh, that's mostly a last resort," he commented, grabbing the horse's reigns and swinging on, flicking them so the horse broke into a full sprint.
 

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