08-17-2014, 11:35 PM
"We still need to get rid of it. Besides, you can't train with a sword if your hands itch, right?" Astien smiled.
In front of the inn, by the carriage, two young girls, about Delas' age by the looks of them, were peeking into the carriage and inspecting it. They both wore clothes similar to Astien's, but theirs was less refined, simpler.
"Are you sure this is his carriage? It doesn't look like it."
"It has to be. I saw the horse! It's his favorite horse in the stable, for sure."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! I think I've helped him in the stables enough to remember what his favorite horse looks like! Gods Rila, stop second guessing me."
"This carriage doesn't look like his, it could just be a similar looking horse. Geez Alma, you didn't think about that did you?"
In front of the inn, by the carriage, two young girls, about Delas' age by the looks of them, were peeking into the carriage and inspecting it. They both wore clothes similar to Astien's, but theirs was less refined, simpler.
"Are you sure this is his carriage? It doesn't look like it."
"It has to be. I saw the horse! It's his favorite horse in the stable, for sure."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure! I think I've helped him in the stables enough to remember what his favorite horse looks like! Gods Rila, stop second guessing me."
"This carriage doesn't look like his, it could just be a similar looking horse. Geez Alma, you didn't think about that did you?"
I'm just here for a laugh
