"Where are you hiding them? I know they are here!"

The room was dark, just the way she needed it. The only light came from the large full moon outside the window that was breaking though the thin cloth curtains. A man sat tied to a wooden chair, he was in just his underpants, as he was just turning in for the night when she had pounced on him. His voice was muffled by the sock she had shoved in his mouth when he had started yelling.

"I dun' 'no what ye' talkin' 'bout."

His eyes watered over when she gave him another swift kick to the shin, it was already starting to turn purple.

"I'll ask one last time..."

She slowly took one of her daggers from her side; it was dripping slightly with a green fluid,

"Where are you hiding them."

He quickly moved his head toward the window, she narrowed her eyes and carefully moved over to the window, down in the yard of the Inn was a Stable, and she could just see a candle lit inside. She gave a small smile, before she turned, there had been a thud. He had knocked himself over and was wiggling his way to the door. She fought the urge to laugh; he looked like a fat worm. Slowly she walked over to him, even if he got to the door he wouldn't be able to go anywhere, he wouldn't be able to reach the handle. She bent down to tease him a little but she suddenly went ridged, footsteps outside, he started to try to scream though his gag and she quickly hid herself. The door opened, a man stood outside, she remembered him, he had collapsed in the town square earlier today. His hair was long and white, and had the build of a warrior. He still looked exhausted though, she quietly tried to sneak past as he was helping the fat Inn keeper up. But just as she past the door he turned, he had seen her.

They stood looking at each other for a moment, before she quickly dashed down the hallway, as she reached the stairs she could hear him behind her. All the work she had done was a waste now; she dodged the sleeping drunks as she raced her way to the door, he was still chasing after her. She glanced back, he had quickly stopped by his room to get his belongings, she ran faster again.

"I'm not coming to stop you!"

She skidded to a halt and he had trouble getting to stop.

"What do you want then?"

She placed her hands on her hips.

"I wanted to thank you, for before."

She shrugged.

"You should be more careful."

She turned to walk, but he still walked beside her.

"What were you doing to him anyway?"

"He was harbouring Orc's..."

"So you decided to take the law into your own hands?"

"You think I'm really a waitress..."