Bravo

"Bravo Bravo Encore." Jocelynn said clapping sarcastically her pipe dancing against her teeth and lips as she spoke. A bored gaze behind her eyes. "You shouldn't make such bold claims." she said snapping her fingers her door guard came up behind the woman and put her in an arm lock tight enough moving would break something. "Oh and don't try any of the mage business, basically nullified in my inn. Keeps me and my people safe from impostors like you. I give my guest full anonymity while here. There are no men or women matching your description of your 'criminals', we only have a couple that just left both human. Spoiled rotten woman and her henpecked man. A girl who looks like she couldn't hurt a fly, I think someone dropped her off here, and a man with a 5 o'clock shadow and a drinking problem. No one matching the description of an elf and a slave, and don't bother with names. I don't take names." she added, her tone was anything but warm or inviting. "It's a crime to impersonate the guard and Guard knows that if they want someone from my inn they have to stake it out until they make a run for it. So feel free to pitch a tent across the road and wait till you need to dig a grave cause they are not here." She looked her in the eyes. "I will have Newt her let you go if you promise to no be a bother. I will talk civil but after the morning I have had I am in no mood for games." she explained. The inn keeper held up the dagger. "Tell me something, I told you what I can you tell me something. Firstly do you see what I am holding in my hands. Describe it to me." she told the woman (its the dagger) "Secondly who is the man laying outside on the knoll across the path?"