[b]Before...[/b]

After getting something to eat and something to drink, Tihlas had gone back to the room to rest. He thought he had seen some familiar faces, but quickly shrugged it off, thinking that he may be the only Shephard to escape the massacres back in Yllisse. He lay in the bed, trying to figure out what he should do once he was healed. Darrian was lusting for more power, and the Shephards were the most immediate threat at the time. Tihlas kept thinking through what he had to do next, but he would need allies to do anything, and to warn the Plegian people about what was happening. While thinking on this, he had drifted off to sleep.
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[b]A Little Later[/b]

Tihlas woke to the sound of combat, and instinctively reached out to where his gear would normally have been, and grasped at air until he remembered that he wasn't at the camp. He stood and moved to his gear in the corner, quickly putting on his armor as he heard crashing noises outside. It sounded like it might have been riders fighting, but he couldn't be sure just yet. Finally donning his helm and grabbing both shield and lance, Tihlas made his way down and out the inn's side door.

What he met outside was a mess of iron, steel, and magic. It was indeed pegasi and wyvern riders attacking, did they come to track him down? No, it likely wasn't just him, else there wouldn't have been such fierce fighting. A couple of the riders noticed him come out and immediately targeted him, a pegasus and wyvern rider, one of whom threw a rather poorly aimed javelin that Tihlas easily deflected with his shield. Next came the rush, the wyvern from the right, and the pegasus from the left. Shame, really, that they weren't very well trained, otherwise they would have come at him in such a way as to attack at the same time, but they didn't, and the pegasus rider was the first within his range.

The poor guy was still trying to hit him with javelins, and was unfortunate to run out too close and couldn't get out his lance in time. Tihlas cut the side of the pegasus' neck as he sent his own lance into the chest of the rider, forcing him off his mount and then sliding from the lance to the ground, dead. The wyvern rider was next and came at him with axe in hand, Tihlas would have trouble with this one, especially since he was already weakened. They charged at him just a foot off the ground as he braced himself. The wyvern's jaws came first, just missing his left arm and going past, then came the rider. The rider brought his axe down at the same time Tihlas sent his lance forward, causing them to meet in the middle.

His lance was already battle worn, and had started to break as soon as the axe came down on the shaft, and confident he was victorious, the rider's momentum caused him to drive his necked onto the lance. The broken in remained as life immediately left his eyes and the wyvern, unaware that Tihlas was now weaponless, turned in fear to flee with a corpse on its back. Tihlas would consider himself lucky, until the wyvern's large tail slammed into him with enough force to launch him off the ground and send him through a window in the inn. His back hit something and everything suddenly went black.
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[b]Now[/b]

Leaning up against an upturned and broken table, somehow out of sight of anyone inside because of the table, Tihlas came to. He wasn't fully aware of his surrounding, though, as his was disoriented and darkness was at the edge of his vision. He couldn't get his body to move,other than bend a leg and scrape his foot noisily against the wooden floor. He let out a quiet groan at the noise and movement, as it seemed to make his whole body ache, especially his head.