"Where should we put 'im?" asks Myles.
"Let's put him in one of the bedrooms. Alanna, George, grab Jon and follow me."
Numair leads the way as they all clop up the stairs, this time getting off at the third floor.
Numair leads them into a richly furnished bedroom. Alanna and George carefully deposit their King onto the bed. Everyone stares at the stricken Jon for a moment, lost in thought. Numair clears his throat.
"I don't know about you guys, but I could use a drink."
"I'll second that!" shouts Myles.
"Myles!" Alanna turns to him angrily.
"Well, excuse me, but it's been a rather trying night."
"Oh, I suppose you're right."
"Of course I am."
Back in the sitting room...
"Uh-oh, seems I've left my glass in the dining room." Alanna starts out the door to retrieve it.
"Wait!" George jumps up and crosses the room. "I'll go with you."
"Oh, George, it's ten feet away. I-" She stops when she sees the worried look on his face. "Oh, all right, come on."
They leave, and go toward the dining room (duh). As they are walking down the hallway, a mysterious hand clutching some sort of staff reaches out of a darkened doorway and quickly clubs George on the back of the head. Just as quickly, it drops the staff and disappears into the doorway from whence it came. Alanna hear George fall to the floor and is at his side as fast as a cat with it's tail on fire.
"Geoge, George, speak to me! Oh tell me who did this to you!" But, unfortunately, George has already passed on. "Arrrrgh! I swear to the Goddess I WILL AVENGE YOU!"
Hearing her angered cries, the three remaining guests come to comfort her.
"Don't worry Alanna, we'll find out who's done these horrible things." Thayet's hands are clenched at her sides.
"Hey my staff!" Numiar turns white as a fresh snowfall and leans down to pick up his staff. No one else seems to notice.
"Ok, that's it, I'm not sitting around waiting for more of us to die. Let's split up and look for Daine, there has to be places we haven't searched yet! Thayet, you and Numi (giggle) go look somewhere, Myles, you come with me."
"Ok." Thayet gestures upstairs, and Numair follows, still clutching his staff. Alanna and Myles converse for a few minutes, trying to determine where to start.
"Hey, what about this hallway," suggests Myles. "I don't remember going down it before."
"Yeah, yer right." Each of them grab a torch from the wall and head down the pitch black hallway.
"Let's put him in one of the bedrooms. Alanna, George, grab Jon and follow me."
Numair leads the way as they all clop up the stairs, this time getting off at the third floor.
Numair leads them into a richly furnished bedroom. Alanna and George carefully deposit their King onto the bed. Everyone stares at the stricken Jon for a moment, lost in thought. Numair clears his throat.
"I don't know about you guys, but I could use a drink."
"I'll second that!" shouts Myles.
"Myles!" Alanna turns to him angrily.
"Well, excuse me, but it's been a rather trying night."
"Oh, I suppose you're right."
"Of course I am."
Back in the sitting room...
"Uh-oh, seems I've left my glass in the dining room." Alanna starts out the door to retrieve it.
"Wait!" George jumps up and crosses the room. "I'll go with you."
"Oh, George, it's ten feet away. I-" She stops when she sees the worried look on his face. "Oh, all right, come on."
They leave, and go toward the dining room (duh). As they are walking down the hallway, a mysterious hand clutching some sort of staff reaches out of a darkened doorway and quickly clubs George on the back of the head. Just as quickly, it drops the staff and disappears into the doorway from whence it came. Alanna hear George fall to the floor and is at his side as fast as a cat with it's tail on fire.
"Geoge, George, speak to me! Oh tell me who did this to you!" But, unfortunately, George has already passed on. "Arrrrgh! I swear to the Goddess I WILL AVENGE YOU!"
Hearing her angered cries, the three remaining guests come to comfort her.
"Don't worry Alanna, we'll find out who's done these horrible things." Thayet's hands are clenched at her sides.
"Hey my staff!" Numiar turns white as a fresh snowfall and leans down to pick up his staff. No one else seems to notice.
"Ok, that's it, I'm not sitting around waiting for more of us to die. Let's split up and look for Daine, there has to be places we haven't searched yet! Thayet, you and Numi (giggle) go look somewhere, Myles, you come with me."
"Ok." Thayet gestures upstairs, and Numair follows, still clutching his staff. Alanna and Myles converse for a few minutes, trying to determine where to start.
"Hey, what about this hallway," suggests Myles. "I don't remember going down it before."
"Yeah, yer right." Each of them grab a torch from the wall and head down the pitch black hallway.