After deep consideration for the story I had just heard, I headed along the cold, dark street towards my awaiting room in the inn. I had forgotten to pack, but that would have to wait until the morning, as the few drinks I managed to swollow down were starting to take effect. When I reached the inn, I was looking foward to seeing the shining face of Annabelle. Unforutnatly this didn't happen. Instead there was a lump of sleeping innkeeper leaning on the counter. This one was not annabelle, nearly an opposite to her. Where annabelle lite up a room, darkness aura'ed it self around her, nearly shadowing the lamps that lite the dim room. Black hair with red highlights were tusseled agianst the polished oak of the desk, and a ghostly white hand poked out from underneath her head. I walked over and rang the bell impolitely to wake her.
Instantly she jumped back and slammed agianst the wall behind her. Banging her head on a self, I felt find of guilty seeing for the first time the white blind fold that covered her eyes. The woman was blind. Very unusual looking as well, with tiny black freckles sprinkling her already white skin. She wore a dress similar to annabelles but not as well kept, it was wrinkled and covered in flour. "Maim, I'd like to have some dinner brought to my room." I ordered not really sure how she'd manage to do it but I recieved a nod and left.
Upon reaching my room, my head ache was pounding and everything seemed warm but dim. I sat down on the ground near the bed and tried to concentrate, praying to my god like I excepted him to anwser. Nearly falling asleep during my devotions a knock came at the door. I jumped up and grabbed my sword, but quickly sheathed it when I remembered I ordered food. Walking over to the door I opened it and saw the dark innkeeper from earlier standing there with a tray of mutton, ale and potatos. The smell made my stomach turn as the nights actions were keeping my appetite frome me. But to help stay off and hang over I should eat anyway. I took the tray and set it down on the dresser near the door. And thanked the young lady, who looked about 18 in front of me. She nodded politely and I was about to shut the door when there came a loud crash. In surprise I through open the door, and saw nothing. I walk a little ways up front, and saw crumpled on the floor the innkeeper, bleeding from her nose. I can only assume she feel down the stairs. In concern I walked down the stairs and lifted her head slightly. She moved, so she was a wake and sat up. She undid her blind fold and used it to dab her nose. I caught a glance of red, but she quickly leaned her head back to stop the flow of blood. I put my hand on her head and healed the broken nose. "I'm a palidin you should be okay now, just some mild pain. Anything else injured." Nervously she shook her head.
I began to get a strange vibe from this one, and casted detect evil, but only recieved the same taint that radiated from this entire city. I guess finding a saint in a city of thieves would be more difficult than imagined. I help the young woman back behind the counter, where she quickly retreated in to a storage room behind it and out of my sight. How ungreatful, not even a thank you. I shrugged and headed back to my room. I had enough troubles of my own with out worrying about the freaks that evil draws too it. Those she was lovely, like the moon to annabelles sun. But I didn't appreciate the attitude I got. I settled down on a chair near the desk in my room and started on to the dinner. I sipped the ale, and was half way through the mutton when I began to feel it. Sickness, nausea, the room started spinning out of control. I knocked the plate to the floor and stood up trying to clear away the dark feeling, only to give in to vertigo and fall to the floor. Then.. darkness.