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The assassin watched as the penin thanked the guards for their assistance and began to walk to the innkeeper. He had kept in mind that the vampire had stirred on the way to the inn, meaning that the vampire was soon to be awake. If the man held any grudges for the events that led him to be unconscious, this would be bad on him. Ixion would have to soften the blow to his waking companion, giving him the reasons for the action that he had done. If the vampire was open to reason, the quick instinct to keep the guards alive would, perhaps, have saved the trio. But until the vampire would be able to stand on his feet, Ixion would have to carry him to the room.

After a brief moment, I’on turned to him to ask about how long they wish to stay in the inn for. The assassin tilted his head slightly, indication that he was thinking the same thing as well. He then looked up the penin. “I should think that five days would suffice. I still need to conclude some business that I was doing before I was… incapacitated. It would also give me a chance to get some replacement armour, seeing that I will be needing it again once I am able to leave the city.” Right when he was finishing his answer, the vampire had managed to stir enough that he wanted to be back on his own two feet. He complied with the request, gently getting the vampire back onto his feet. He kept his right hand close by just in case they stumbled, but the staff seemed to be a suitable crutch to keep him where he is at.

The innkeeper mentioned the price to I’on for the room per night. It sounded expensive, but then again, he is currently low on money to pay for the room at the moment. However, as soon as the money has been said, the normal question about anything else that they would like was replaced with the notion that someone wanted to speak to them. The innkeeper indicated to the two figures in the corner, who were already starting to stand up. The one that was shrouded in mystery revealed that they were leaning on a cane, which indicated in the assassin’s mind that the person was of an older age. While the innkeeper reassured the trio that they were not a threat, Ixion still mentally prepared himself for the possibility of them being hostile towards them.

In his mind, Ixion was still sizing up the two deo’iel in terms of the threat that they give. Both of them seemed to be frightening the patrons as they steered clear of the duo. He still concluded after every scenario in his mind was run that the woman with blue hair wasn’t too much of a problem. Yet despite all of that, he is still unsure about the hidden figure, despite indicating that they were hindered in motion by the combination of the cane and the screeching sound that came with every step towards them. When the woman was three feet away from the vampire, who was the closest to the duo, she hailed them and wanted to know if they would like to answer a few questions. The assassin took a step closer towards her, grey eyes looking back into her mirrored eyes. “That would entirely depend on the questions. What is the purpose of the questions? And how would our answers benefit your ‘Order’?” The mental image of the inn was still his mind, yet his hands remain relaxed. He didn’t want to give away any hints of hostility towards them in case they attacked. He certainly don’t want to give them a reason to start yet another fight in close quarters.