Once Jitter was done with his meal, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
Rubbing his belly with both his hands, he let out a loud belch.
He finished off the lukewarm cider, before exiting the inn.
Jitter couldn't wait to find his companions and tell them about a killer running loose in town.
The very thought of it, gave him shivers up and down his spine.
Since they arrived to this town, they witnessed a man being burned alive.
Then, he found a book in the library with blood stains on it, and now people are being killed in the night.
The halfling wasn't sure where his companions were now, since he had seperated from them.
To get a better look, Jitter climbed up onto a wagon, but  unfortunately he didn't see them anywhere.
So, he did what anyone would do in a situation like this, he began yelling their names...
[color=Khaki]" Kythor!....Kendra!....Theodorick!"[/color]