Here is the next instalment in this fic

Chapter 2 getting a room

The sun was just setting as Reholl slammed his fist on the inn's bench.

"What do you mean you're full?" Shouted Reholl in a rage.

"We are all booked out since it's the festival. If had made a reservation sir we would have had a room for you and your friends as we were booked out since last week?" said the innkeeper

"What if I give you 600 coins?"

Every one in the inn had silenced at this. No one had ever payed over 50 coins per person and here comes this person that claims to give 200 coins for each of his party members.

"Although the offer is tempting if I accepted this the others would start to want to get in." the innkeeper stated as he put his book back on the shelf.

"Can't you do something at all" Armorie had said stepping in to cut off Reholls cursing.

"I'm sorry but that's the way it has to be so if you don't like it-"

At this moment the whole in glowed in a mass of golden light because Sevien had just burst into fury. Her cloak was being blown behind her and her hood had come off revealing her figure. She had her scythe out ready to strike at one of the men in the inn, who was drunk off his face. This is because the man had said "take it off" to her when she had adjusted her cloak to a comfortable fit. He got it in the head by the blunt side of her scythe but that was enough to knock him unconscious.

When the innkeeper saw what just happened he turned to Reholl and asked "Is she with you?"

"Yes she is" replied Reholl now grinning

"Then I think I can arrange a room for you, but I must warn you that you wanted a room so what I give you is what you live with," explained the innkeeper "that will be ahem 600 coins".

"Fine, what ever, here are your 600 coins" Reholl said as he, Sevien and Armorie went off to their rooms. When they had vanished from sight Thomas, who was sitting in the far corner and had witnessed the whole thing, got up, finished his drink and climbed the staircase.

In their room

"Room! He calls this a room" shouted Sevien

"It's an attic, Sevien, and remember that we only got it because all the other rooms were taken" armoire said trying to calm her down.

"Well, let's just get used to it as this is where we are going to sleep. Luckily we have all these spare clothes so we can use them to keep us warm" said Reholl in a content tone.

"Fine, but I still think that we could have 'changed' that innkeepers mind, my way" Sevien butted in again

"Sevien, we can't attack every one we meet just to get it our way" Reholl said in a sophisticated way.

"Okay, okay, but first things first, let's get our stuff ready. I can tell that this Thomas guy is nearby," said Sevien.

In one hour they all had there stuff packed and were ready to seek out Thomas, and make him help them. They took out the cloak ball that they found in Lemuria and crept in the shadows of the inn. It was dark around the area so they had to slowly open each door of the inn and peer inside. They had gotten to room 2b when Armorie decided it would be funny to crack a joke.

"Room 2B or not Room 2B? That is the question," he said smirking until he got hit in the head by Sevien and was told to shut up!

As they open this door and a flash of purple light came out and knocked down Sevien.

"I guess it was 2B after all," said Armorie now chuckling to himself until he got a smack on his head again but this time from Reholl.

Then as the purple light died down a figure seemed to appear, but just as Reholl was about to open his mouth and speak, he got shocked to the point where his hair frizzled.

"What was that for?" Reholl yelled in pain as he started to gain his balance.

"Well then why did you try to enter my room uninvited without even knocking, hmmm?" said the figure,

"Well we didn't want to wake anyone up so we were using-," at this moment Reholl had just figured something out "how did you know we were there when we were cloaked?"

"Well I had sensed you coming toward my door by the sound of your footsteps. I could feel you using the psynergy to conceal yourselves" he said

At this point the figure had stepped out of his room to reveal an old man who was wearing green robes signifying he was a high scholar. He had a beard that went down about 8 inches and glasses. Although he wasn't bald his hair was white - and if you slapped on the right gear he would look just like St Nick. He had a warm smile, even at this time.

Sevien now gaining consciousness had gotten up. She had her scythe out ready in an offensive position and her aura was glistening again as the air around her began to whirl.

"Oh, you are really gonna pay for that you old coot" she remarked as she analysed his age. "You really think you can attack me and-"

"MIND CRUSH" yelled Thomas. At this she fell to the ground with a thud, 'now before you go crook at me Reholl let me say she is merely in a trance."

"What the, how did you know my name?" Reholl snapped

"Let me explain, Reholl. Thomas is a Jupiter adept therefore he can read your mind. Right Thomas?" Armorie had said in a 'know it all' voice

"Yes I am and may I comment on such a wise boy."

"Thank you sir" said Armorie smiling

"Well now that we have this all sorted out, lets go down and ill make us all a cup of tea."

As they went into Thomas's room, Reholl stood in the doorway and said, "I feel like we are forgetting something," he paused for a second, looked up at the ceiling and said, "Oh well, mustn't be important if I forgot about it", and then closed the door, leaving Sevien still on the floor, motionless.

R&R. ill add more to this story soon.