Deridiv nodded. "I am okay, young man. Thank you for saving me."
He didn't actually need their help, but he said his thanks.
Aidan pitied the man. He looked so worn and tired, not to mention he got bullied by the players. Those players must be on the hunt for him, and because of that the old man got in trouble. "Do you have a place to stay sir? If you want to, you can stay in our inn."
Maninsov gave Aidan a side glance. The inn was supposed to be their secret hide out. No one except the members of the Blessed Rebellion should be allowed to enter. If someone did enter, the receptionist would say the room is full and that they had run out of food. No one though it was suspicious since the inn seemed to have a lot of people occasionally. All those people were parts of the rebellion.
