Hana pulled her knife and pointed it at Bedivere, then swung it around to the others. “You…w-will leave this town…” Her voice trembled and her throat croaked out the words “or the same fate…will befall you.”
As he opened the door to the hall he found he didn’t have to. Aeron burst out into the hallway, wielding his warhammer and wearing nothing but his boxers, screaming in his half-asleep state “MOMMA WE GOT ANOTHER GATOR!”
It was calm, unusually calm for a tavern. Iah felt a chill run through her despite the heat. Where she came from, this kind of silence wouldn’t permeate until after closing. But the tavern was full of people, all sitting in silence, except for one.