Gryphons in Greenden
"Let's just go to the tavern. We know that's where these Reds stayed," Erric points out, leaning his head toward the tavern and looking questioningly at you.
You shrug. He's right. There are probably people in the tavern that know something, or perhaps there will be evidence somewhere inside.
"You're right," you acquiesce and smile at Erric's look of triumph. "Don't expect to hear those words from me too often, buddy."
"Well, I do live to prove my usefulness to you, Mychael, so forgive me if I ruffle my feathers in pleasure to hear you acknowledge my brilliance."
You walk your horses to the front of the tavern and look from the front door to the stable door.
"I'll put up the horses. Pay for a room and two stalls for a night."
Erric holds out his hand and you hand him the purse. He starts to take it and you hold on for a moment. "Mychael, I'll only pay for what you said. Promise."
You shake your head. You know him better than that. He'll probably manage to sneak something else onto the bill without your knowing. And you feel decidedly foolish for giving him control of the purse. But you'll only be in the stable a few moments, after all.
Erric grins and takes the purse as you let go. "I'll be good, Mychael. I will."
You shake your head and head toward the stable.
You shrug. He's right. There are probably people in the tavern that know something, or perhaps there will be evidence somewhere inside.
"You're right," you acquiesce and smile at Erric's look of triumph. "Don't expect to hear those words from me too often, buddy."
"Well, I do live to prove my usefulness to you, Mychael, so forgive me if I ruffle my feathers in pleasure to hear you acknowledge my brilliance."
You walk your horses to the front of the tavern and look from the front door to the stable door.
"I'll put up the horses. Pay for a room and two stalls for a night."
Erric holds out his hand and you hand him the purse. He starts to take it and you hold on for a moment. "Mychael, I'll only pay for what you said. Promise."
You shake your head. You know him better than that. He'll probably manage to sneak something else onto the bill without your knowing. And you feel decidedly foolish for giving him control of the purse. But you'll only be in the stable a few moments, after all.
Erric grins and takes the purse as you let go. "I'll be good, Mychael. I will."
You shake your head and head toward the stable.