The door opened, letting the storm spray the room with rain, leaves and anything else it could carry. The lightning cast a large shadow into the room and one not so large. Their owners, Homen and Pep, stepped into a well filled room.
“Close the door already!” An angry fat man shouted, “if you were the ones to clean it up every time someone opens the door you'd understand why!”
The two remained calm, took a step forward and closed the door.
“You must be the innkeeper.” Homen walked up to him and extended his hand to greet him.
“And you must be new here. But yes, I am indeed the innkeeper, Ludor is the name. What do you want?”
Homen's hand was not met.
“Why would anyone in a storm like the present one enter an inn like this one?” Smiling he looked up at Ludor the innkeeper, for he was indeed the owner of the shorter shadow, “we simply want a room for the night.”
He held up a well filled pouch and Ludor's face lit up.
“Well you do know the way to my heart, and now that you mention it we do have available rooms for you and your...”
“Associate.”
“I am no one to ask questions, your business is yours alone.”
“We would also like to meet potential swords to come with us westwards when this storm has passed.”
“I see. I will bring the best we can offer.”
“And you must be new here. But yes, I am indeed the innkeeper, Ludor is the name. What do you want?”
Homen's hand was not met.
“Why would anyone in a storm like the present one enter an inn like this one?” Smiling he looked up at Ludor the innkeeper, for he was indeed the owner of the shorter shadow, “we simply want a room for the night.”
He held up a well filled pouch and Ludor's face lit up.
“Well you do know the way to my heart, and now that you mention it we do have available rooms for you and your...”
“Associate.”
“I am no one to ask questions, your business is yours alone.”
“We would also like to meet potential swords to come with us westwards when this storm has passed.”
“I see. I will bring the best we can offer.”
