Harm's Way

"Shar-wha-I never sai.." Oru bit down on his own tongue to get himself to shut up. The woman was offering to help and lord knew he needed it. This half-elf was a handful.

Tell me, what does he look like? I assume you've had a good look at the fellow. And what kind of capabilities does he have?

"Well, as far as looks, the man's a half-elf, first and foremost. He stands a few inches shorter than me, hair's black and rather messy, and he has green eyes."

With all of his scanning he had yet to locate the brat with the use of any of the inn's windows.

"And, as it turns out, he has a female with him. She's most likely a slave, but I have no way to be sure."

Oru felt this was a good time to load his crossbow. He couldn't walk into the inn with it in his hands, so if an opportunity to fire arose, hopefully he would be fast enough.

"As far as capabilities, first of all he's a runner if I ever saw one. Definitely uses some sort of magic to keep him going, and at one hell of a pace. He definitely used magic to kill those slavers, and who knows what he'll do if he's cornered."

He turned to the woman as he was still eyeing the the Inn hard prior to that moment.

"You're okay with all of that? This man is extremely dangerous, and I don't want you in harm's way without knowing what you're getting yourself into."