Lirian and Izlandi returned to the inn after their visit to the apothecary, all around them they could feel the various stares and strange glances being cast their way.
"It seems like the news about you thrashing the mayor has already gotten around," Izlandi said as she felt the atmosphere of villagers growing colder by the second.
"We'll be leaving by morning so it's nothing to worry about," Lirian said to her via the mind link as they stepped through the inn and made their way up the stairs.
The wooden door to their room creaked as they pushed it open, and once they entered a scowl formed on Izlandi's face.
"Bastards," she cursed aloud as the pellet and blankets were no longer in the room.
They may not have needed the stuff, but they did pay a ridiculous price for the crap that they got and now the inn keeper actually dared to take it away.
"Ah, human nature is always such a fickle thing," Lirian said with an amused smile.
