(Accepted) -I study a new flaggon of ale that the barkeep sat down in front of me. I sip at it curiously-
-I silently get up and blend with the everyday patrons. I walk out of the tavern stepping into the cobblestone street-
Krys: Next stop, the leatherworker's... *Walks over to the weapons shop, and around the corner to a small building with one person inside* Hey, Riley. Bear pelts, willing to sell them for 150 each. *Haggles again, eventually earning a total of 1500 gold for all the pelts* Why thank you. *Walks away again*
-its abnormally light and looking around the user clearly isn't here. I walk outside and find the stables-
Krys: *Spots the guy who'd thrown the knife* Hmmm, I suppose I do have some time... *Follows him from a good distance away*
-I grab my daggers from my house and run into the woods knowing hunting will clear my mind- I can't believe he didn't show