"Not if you don't wish to." Toril said walking back over to the bed. "Here." She said gently helping the man sit and put his robes back on. With that she placed a hand over his eyes so the girl would be able to change without worry. Maybe clothed she would be able to keep her eyes off of Onmund.

Samie quickly changed into her performer clothes and set Toril's clothes on the bed. She then grabbed the dirty towels and brought them back to the inn keeper, hoping he wouldn't say anything about it. It seemed that everyone was talking about the murder of the man, wondering who did it, what their punishment would be, and why there was so much blood if he didn't die from a knife.

[I'm really sorry. I wasn't focusing on Your Journey for a LONG time!]









It appears that Flora had been basically "living" under the couch (and in other hidden, dark corners) for so long, she had forgotten about the main events happening throughout her stay at the inn. Flora wasn't going to step in and interfere with everyone now. It was WAY too late for that. Instead, she slipped upstairs when no one was looking (which they probably weren't) and escaped into an empty room

After a few minutes the couple came down the stairs, the man wincing each step he took. "Take your time Onmund" Toril suggested helping him as much as she could including carrying both packs.
"I'm trying to.." he panted as he inched down the stairs holding the place on his stomach. "Are we there yet?"

Samie met Toril and Onmund on the stairs, telling them about how everyone was talking about the man and who could have killed him. "If we really needed to get out, we could join my father's crew. He could get us out," She quickly noticed how hard it was for Onmund to get down the stairs and offered to help him walk the rest of the way.

"I got it...I got it..." He panted walking down the rest of the stiras with little to no help. "See? Though I don't think I will be able to sit on a horse for a while or walk much..." he said leaning on the wall a bit. Heads turned at this, eyeing the group. Toril glared at them though she could tell they were all tying up the lose ends.
"We need to go." She said in a low voice. "Where is the ship..."

"I'll contact him, it might be a few days before he can get here though," Samie whispered, remembering growing up on the Yellow Diamond,"I think you should know we won't be loading a sailor's ship, we will be loading a pirates ship." Samie started thinking of how to contact her father and where they would be raiding next. "We need to stay someone else for now though.."

"Exactly..." Toril said helping Onmund to the door. "We should take to the forest, I can hunt and he can rest. Or we can try to find a boat here in the dock to take us closer to your father."
"Toril wait..." Onmund huffed, gripping her arm as he held his stomach. "I-i can't go farther right now..."

"Onmund, look, we have to. Soldiers could come in here any second and take us. We could be executed before the day ends. These people are already suspecting us," Samie looked around the room then back to Onmund,"As soon as we get out of sight you can rest as long as you need. Once we are on the Yellow Diamond we will we safe,"

"I-I don't know if I can..." Onmund said gritting his teeth. Toril looked at the onlookers clearly upset by their actions yet she again said nothing as she walked out of the inn. A few minutes later she returned.
"Come on, I'll carry you." Toril said picking the man up and carrying him from the inn. Out front a small cart was parked, a single pony standing before it. Carefully she set the man down in the cart.