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[color=c4df9b][h2][center]O'Ner Faister [/center][/h2][/color]

O'Ner as Kellogg noticed the sun was setting and was surprised how much time passed, Turning around and putting away the contents of his carriage and planning on visiting the local inn. After he had finished cleaning up his flowers making sure to keep it safe and secure, getting on his horse and bringing his carriage to where the other carriages were near the inn. Getting off his horse and into the inn, he could smell before he entered the strong smell of cleaning products and lavender. Walking over towards the tubby man at the desk who was smiling directly at him, this strangely enough weirded out the undead general. "Hello sir, how may i help you today?" His voice was filed with a strange sweetness, his hands rubbing together while staring straight into his eyes. "I would like one room, someplace where their is nobody staying beside him. Would that be possible?" O'Ner/Kellogg asked trying to just get to his room to relax. "Yes that can be possible for quite a good amount of gold" The innkeeper spoke now holding out his hand which annoyed the disguised general.

Silently handing the innkeeper some gold and following the innkeeper to his room, while he was following him he was reminiscing a little of his honeymoon with his late wife. His mind was last in the moment not noticing that he had bumped into the innkeeper, "Sorry" He mumbled as the innkeeper looked like he was trying to hold back a angry look. "It's quite fine, here is your room how do you like it? Would you like some wine brought to your room?" The innkeeper's voice seemed distant to O'Ner still but the disguised demi-human was blankly staring at the innkeeper. "Yes that will be fine, just leave the bottle near my door and knock to let me know when it arrives" He said then watching the fat innkeeper waddling away while once in a while looking back behind him.

Quickly walking into his room and closing the door locking it behind him, feeling both creeped out and annoyed by him as he scanned the room. It was a quaint small room with a bed, bathroom and other living accommodations, laying on his bed and closing his eyes for a moment going back to his honeymoon. 

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[i]"Do you think this is a good idea?" Juila spoke up feeling quite strange with the two of them stealing a wine bottle form another couple, "Of course they will not mind they seemed to be having too much fun to notice" The middle aged O'Ner smiled to his bride holding the bottle in one hand. Quickly running away to their room holding Juila's hand and into their small honeymoon suite, breathing deeply trying to caught his breath staring into his wife's eyes. "See they did not seem to notice" His soft laughing filling up the room, "Well i hope they do not notice and we get kicked out" Juila was laughing as well taking the bottle form his hands and walking towards the bed. Opening the cork with a corkscrew while pertaining two wine glasses for them to drink form.

"To us and the many good times ahead" She said passing O'Ner a filled wine glass, "I can drink to that" O'Ner spoke up rising his glass chiming his glass with her own. The both of them drinking the contents of the wine, With O'Ner suddenly pressing his lips to her own as he lead her to the bedroom. Afterward their moment in bed the two of them were laying staring at the ceiling, the wine bottle form before was now a quarter empty and the both of them feeling it effect their mind. O'Ner wrapped his arm around Juila's shoulder to bring her closer, he could feel her body heat which warmed the both of them up. [/i]

[b](Flashback ends)[/b]

Hearing a knock on his door and slowly walking over opening the door and seeing the wine bottle in front of him, Picking up the bottle and closing the door behind him. Having picked up the wine glass that came with it and pouring himself a glass. Even though he could not feel the effect of the beverage he still partook in drinking the contents of the glass. "I can drink to that" He said to himself in the empty room smiling to the space where his wife would have been. What he felt was no sensation of taste just the empty feeling of something moving down his throat. Sighing softly and pouring himself another drink while looking outside and staring at the stars, pondering on if he should keep speaking to his daughter and try to build a friendship with her. 

If he does then he would have to be careful not to reveal his true form, but he was scared if he should just leave the village and never return. But the sight of seeing his grown daughter brightened his cold heart, now he would be determined to speak to her again.