Dragon's Duplication

[The-Shadow-One]

The man handed over two fresh lovely slightly doughy rolls. "Thanks for your custom!" He said brightly.

[Hissien]

"You are welcome." Oromis said to the man. "You have to eat, here take these." Oromis said in Phenti. He handed her the warm rolls and waited for her to eat them.

[The-Shadow-One]

Boril ripped into the rolls with a hungry savagery and brutality, if she was a monster in the road at this point no adventurer would be able to stand against her. "More..." she said in the gale tongue a animal look in her eyes.

[Hissien]

Oromis was surprised, his people were not known for their appetite. "Two more rolls my good man!" He said to the baker.

[The-Shadow-One]

The man smiled and compiled.

[Hissien]

The money found its way into the man's hand. He gave her both the rolls.

[The-Shadow-One]

The phentus woman devoured those rolls too, she seemed not so hungry. She swayed on the spot, and sniffed. "Oro...mis." She whispered in the wind-song words of her native language.

[Hissien]

Oromis quickly moved to support her. "Are you alright?" He replied in kind.

[The-Shadow-One]

"Yes... Why did you.. How did..?" Boril asked him.

Spoiler:

sleepy byes.

[POMC S117]

Vorguthix kept his eyes trained on the man. He kept his sword high and ready. "Thirty."

[The-Shadow-One]

"Eighty." Vorguthix's sword was pinned to the ground with another man's sword.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

Just a random NPC mook?

[The-Shadow-One]

Spoiler:

This isn't the first time he's been at sword point is all I'm saying.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

You said another. I took that to mean some randomer's sword. If you had said the other man's sword than I wouldn't have been confused.

"Thirty." repeated Vorguthix.

[The-Shadow-One]

"Eighty." The innkeep, he was not relenting.

[POMC S117]

"Thirty." Vorguthix could keep this going all night. He would also be disrupting the innkeeper by stopping him from seeing any other patrons.

[The-Shadow-One]

"Eighty or get out of my inn." The innkeeper said growling.

[POMC S117]

"Thirty." smiled Vorguthix, glad to be found annoying. Despite this, eh kept a tense arm on his sword, in case the barkeep resorted to violence.

[The-Shadow-One]

"Throw him out." The innkeep said to the man holding Vorguthix's sword down.

[Hissien]

"None of that matters, you are free now." Oromis said fondly. He held her up and walked towards the inn. "You need to rest though." He said.

[The-Shadow-One]

Boril frowned. "I.. am free?" She asked in Phentu.

[Hissien]

"Yes....?" Oromis said wondering what was wrong. He got a room at the inn and took her upstairs and laid her on the bed and looked at her worriedly.

[POMC S117]

Vorguthix tried to wrestle his sword out of the grasp of the bodyguard's sword.

[The-Shadow-One]

Vorguthix failed to do so.

[POMC S117]

Vorguthix tried harder. While he did this, with his other hand, he aimed a punch at the bodyguard, hoping that the bodyguard would be distracted with trying to keep Vorguthix's sword on the ground.