[i]"I could wake them!"[/i] A very serious and mischievous gleam took over Azerus's face. He held up a small bright sparking ball of flame. 
The light highlighted the unnatural bags beneath his eyes and it was evident he strained to control his wavering magic. 
As a bead of sweat ran down his forehead he succumb. 
[i]"Alright, we will do it your way. You deal with the people in the morning and find out what you can. This way." [/i] 

Azerus spotted the nearest tavern and led them to it. As they walked towards it his eyes meticulously scanned the passing buildings, the towns silence was beginning make him feel nervous. 

[i]"I think I saw some stables near the east entry, head on in and get a room, I will be back shortly."[/i]
With that he hands her a small pouch of coins and climbs back onto his horse to trot away down the dark street.