Crowded House

Tiella studied the girl for a moment as she made her way to the bar. When she spoke her voice was sweet and melodic and it brought back memories of her childhood, of a family lost to her now.

"Dont worry about it you weren't to know. Just stay close now and you might live through this."

She glanced down then at the would be thief, "Well what's it to be?"

All around the inns occupants were drawing closer, ignoring Balars warnings, a few were leaving the inn quietly. She frowned as a large shadow passed by the window outside and for a moment she could have swore she heard the clash of steal.

Then one of the drunken fools lurched forward and made a grab for the elf girl a drawn sword held in his other hand. Tiella swiped her dagger across his grip causing him to lose his weapon and draw back in pain.

"Balar!" she screamed as the small crowd surged forward around them.