The Golden Age

[Grovygrunge]

"Oh I'm certain whatever you were doing in a crypt belonging to someone other than yourself has a perfectly logical explanation, and has nothing to do with any form of trouble." Maxwell smiled widely. "May I inquire as to what you were doing?"

[The Past]

With his hands clasped behind his back, Geoffrey kept his mouth shut tight as the two people talked. They were obviously of higher status, and he felt it was best not to speak in case any foolish words escaped his lips.

[Alistair]

The saber raised a brow when he saw the bear clasp his hands behind his back. Alistair walked up behind him and gave him a nudge.

[The Past]

Geoffrey jumped slightly as he was nudged and he span around, noticing the saber cat from the night before.

"Oh hey," he greeted, smiling.

[Farewell]

Zaida saw some villagers coming to the scene. With a hiss she aimed her paw the ragnos "until next time we meet, red" having him disappear, black smoke where he once stood. But he reappeared just a few houses down, behind the pub.
And herself just by the blacksmiths working area. She snarled her eyes black before blinking they snapped to their original color.

[Alistair]

He chuckled at Geoff, motioning to his back, "Need a royal mount?"

[The Past]

Geoffrey shrugged. "N-not right now, thank you. A-and thank you for helping me last night."

[Angder]

Grunan sighs "Lets head back to the inn. Discussing this publicly is not a good idea." Grunan heads for the inn, aware of Geoff and Al talking behind them.

[The Past]

Geoffrey followed Grunan.

[Alistair]

Alistair nodded to Angder, exhaling sharply as he looked toward the local market.

[Angder]

Grunan enters the inn, and immediately orders a drink.

[Grovygrunge]

Maxwell entered the inn after Grunan did, gesturing for Geoff to enter as he stepped in as well. He pointed to a table. "Shall we discuss what you were doing over a drink or two?" He hated drinking, but nothing loosened a tongue better.

[Angder]

Grunan sat down with Maxwell. "Why are you so curious?"

[Setcho]

-setcho

*returns to the inn, his armour was damaged and scratched and he had a slight limp*

bar tender....yes please....*cough*

[Grovygrunge]

Maxwell gestured for the bartender or someone to come tend to him and Grunan. "Well I must admit, I want to know what a young, aspiring corpse raiser such as yourself found in a crypt."