Feon sighed and finished the last of her meal before following Pholus into the room which they had gotten. "You are a rather strange one aren't you? Dropping such bombs without a second thought. Putting on a show. I wouldn't be surprised if the Inn keeper decided to make us pay extra because of that little act." Will said as she picked up her crown of branches on the way out.

Although in truth that little act of his had brought more attention than he had wished. A man with a long thing mustache had been talking to someone outside and gave a rather scary snear as he looked towards the smoke within the Inn. "Well that isn't usual. Outsiders too huh? Guess I'm close." He said. This was Flak, the assassin, and he had just gotten lucky.