He looked at Sobriquelle speaking, " I have the confidence of a number of highly placed people. " He then turned towards Kriss "Are you okay?" He asked motioning for the bar keep to bring a cup of water which he then offered to kriss[/i] Here drink this and take a seat." It's more a group of generals who wish to take control, mind you this is all rumor so it may not even be true" He shrugged his shoulders before taking another sip

"Morning all, Morning Cers, quite busy today I see", said Rhiss, a tavern regular. "Bad day today mate. I might have a pint of the strong stuff. By the way, how's business Cers?

OOC- Cers is what I'm calling the bartender

"I've heard the same rumors myself, Lord Felix," said the woman at the bartop. Turning around, she pulled down her hood and looked towards the man, her wavy black hair partly obscuring her soft facial features. "The folk too, and they are restless."

The woman mouth moved slightly into a smile.

The man at the other end of the bartop turned his head slightly at the woman's direction as she spoke, but quickly focused his attention back at his drink again.

OOC: Apologies for the late response, my posting frequency will likely be lower than most of you guys, so feel free to carry on another conversation if your character's engaged in one with mine.

I'm well aware of how the people are, I do listen to those who work for me" Felix said as he gently put a few gold coins on the bar counter to pay for his drink "Now if you'll all excuse I must take my leave to go back home for some meetings" Felix headed down a hallway that lead to the rooms that were for rent. If anyone were to inquire they would be told that he hadn't rented a room. A faint pop sound could be heard coming form the dark hallway, but no trace of him or anything would be found.

Ayla took the rag from the child, hoping that she understood correctly what it was trying to communicate. She smiled at the child and began working to clean up the mess. After some time of worriedly listening to the heavy conversation of the other taverners while absentmindedly mopping up the spilled ale, she speaks quietly. "I don't quite understand but... if this... coup happens, then a lot of people will be hurt, right?"

"There are bloodless coups, where no one gets hurt," said the lady at the bartop. "It'll essentially be a surrender, since the old king's frail and ailing. And who wants an old, frail and ailing man as their king?"

"He has a daughter," replied the woman. "But vastly less experienced than the generals in governance."

"And an invasion is not a coup. The generals essentially rule the kingdom already, so the pain would not be felt much, if at all."

Another faint pop could be heard from the hallway leading to the rooms for rent. He came walking out of the hallway tossing a gold coin up into the air and catching it with a smile on his face. " No, there wouldn't be much paint at all the people do love the generals just as they love the king. He also has a son who is in the army, but due to one of the kingdom's laws, Princess Katrina; a very good dancer by the way, would be next inline to take over the throne."

"Thank you," whispers the girl to Ayla, as she helps clean the far parts of the counter that couldn't be reached. As the child waits for Ayla to finish, (while also making sure a woozy ogre doesn't topple onto her), her head can be seen to follow the motions of the owl, Lily. Soon, the other figure emerges from the kitchen.

"Ruin," he calls out, "veni."

Startled from hearing her beckoned, she realizes that she has been dawdling. She snatches the sopping rag back from Ayla, and grabs the mug on the floor. Looking back up at the traveler, she repeats quietly, "Hanta. Hanta...Thank you!" before running off towards the kitchen.

He watches the little girl run back into the kitchen. "I have an extra invitation to Princess Katrina's birthday party if any one wishes to attend it. You would also be allowed to bring one other with you if you wish" He lays the gold color envelope on the counter

"I'll see you there, then." smiled the woman.

The cloaked man at the bartop shifted in his seat. Maybe uncomfortably, but one couldn't really tell with the cloak.

He smiles slightly "Indeed, I owe the princess a dance so I have to be there" He chuckled lightly before turning to face Xel " I know a number of things."

"I know very little, but I know I like ale..." Kriss says right before hunching over the bar and beginning to snore.

(OOC: I figured since it's been days since I posted, I might as well have my character sleeping as well. He'll wake up soon enough.)

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Felix looks at over Kriss and just shakes his head chuckling softly


The door opens widely letting in a group of 5 heavily armed mean walk in, The are wearing the armor of the royal guard and are armed with an assortment of hand crossbows and swords. Their eyes look around the room scanning it as if looking for someone. "No one move, this a search for a wanted person. the leader of the group says in his deep menacing voice as he walks further into the room

OOC: I just realized Xel's comment might be directed at my character. :o

The man at the bartop heard Xel's comment, but did not reply. The Lord in the room had answered anyway.

The cloaked woman smiled at the royal guards as they entered the tavern. Her eyes, however, were focusing rather intently on their every movement.

Leaning on the bar counter as he spoke "Who exactly are you looking for" His hand moves behind reaching into his own shadow it then looks like he is getting ready to pull something out of it.