Lirian followed behind Naz, while gently tapped his cane against the ground as he walked, Lirian realised that for a village it was pretty wealthy because it's main road was completely cobbled, and the village was pretty big, it took a good half hour to reach the best inn in the village.
The inn was stationed on the main road , just across the street was little bakery and a little further up sat the residence of the village mayor.
The smell of food and ale carried into the night air as well as the chattering of the people that were huddled within the inn, much of what Lirian had heard was similar to what the guard had told him, the primary topic of everything was the orcs.
Lirian felt amused at their great fears, if they only knew that it was him, and that they just let the person they were all fearing into their village, he wondered how they'd react.
