07-17-2014, 12:29 AM
Damn. Cormac swore to himself. So much for that plan. "Hey, I'm just a messenger," he called to the inn-keeper. "I'm just trying to do my job." He scanned the room and decided it was best not to ask the other patrons. He took out the list and decided the hooka lounge was the next best bet. If Heceril was in line with I'Karis, then a temple would probably be the last place to look. Cormac shoved the paper back into his pocket and left the inn. He climbed back onto the horse and traversed farther into the city.