((Will do! I honestly didn't think BOTH of them would escape safely... Thats just not fun! ))

Tynel hid behind a large barrel and calmed his breathing. He then held his breath completely as he heard Rylin enter the room. He closed his eyes, hoping that niether of them would be found.

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Thyiri paused, winded, outside the bar to catch her breath and wondered rather bad-temperedly what the commotion was about. Slipping inside, she glanced about for Raven and Tynel but didn't really expect to see them.

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(Nope, no fun at all. )

The sound of Rylin's boots and the rustle of his cloak was the only noise in the room at first, though there were several crashes and sounds of wood splintering, signaling the kicking over of several ale barrels. Liquid was also heard sloshing across the wooden floor, and splashes signaled each subsequent step that the elf took as he continued his search.

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Tynel started to panic once again as he realized that Rylin was only a matter of feet away from the barrel that he was behind, and that he could most likely be seen. Oh great.

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If Rylin noted Tynel's hiding place, he gave no outward sign of it, instead turning aside and moving towards another few barrels. From behind those barrels, Raven straightened from her hiding place, and a murmured exchange passed between the two of them. With a flourish, Rylin pulled out an extra cloak from the pack he wore underneath his own cloak, and after Raven had put it on and pulled up the hood, the two of them made their way out of the storeroom, ale still splashing underneath their boots.

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Tynel got up and watched as the two left without a fuss. This, was very wierd.

"What is she thinking?!" Tynel thought, as Raven and Rylin calmly walked out of the bar. Ty shook his head in confusion. "She's gone mad! What is she doing?! Giving into someone like him! They were fighting earlier!" Tynel looked at her retreating form and shook his head once again. "Females."

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(Opening for Melda..can't very well do too much right now. )

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Thyiri watched in bewilderment as two hooded figures left, one of which she was pretty sure was Raven, and took a few steps in the direction they had come. "What was that about, Tynel?"

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Dalen stormed into the room, lacking his armor for once, with his axe in his hand. "What's going on?" he asked quickly. "I saw Raven fighting someone in front of the inn, and then had to chase all of you down all the way to here! And now that I get here, two people that looked suspiciously like Raven and whoever she was fighting avoided me intentionally and left the bar. What under the sun is going on!?" He finished furiously, his knuckles white from the tightness of his grip on his axe.

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"I have no idea!" Tynel replied, "She was fighting the guy, then I brought him down - I don't see how he is walking - and we hid in the bar, the next thing I know, he is giving her a cloak and they walk off as if nothing ever happened." He shook his head. "I'm at a total loss." He gripped his knives, "But I would think we are going to follow them." he then turned to Thyiri, "Thyiri, the man, he is the one from the camp on the coast. Rylin."

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Thyiri's face assumed an expression of dawning comprehension. "Oh," she said, now looking slightly as though she'd swallowed something unpleasant. "Funny, that he would pop up again. I can't say I liked him much." She paused for a moment and then added, "It was probably mutual, too."

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"I fail to see how that matters right now," Dalen said impatiently. "Every moment we delay increases the distance between us and them, and the time it will take to find them." He pulled the door open roughly, then grimaced when he realized he'd pulled the door right out of it's weak frame. Muttering an oath under his breath, he threw the door down next to the doorway and stepped through, recieving only a few odd looks as he walked through the tavern.

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Tynel chuckled dryly at Thyiri's comment and followed after Dalen.

"They headed off in that direction." He said, pointing nothward, and then following his finger, he began to walk off in that direction, only to turn around again. "You guys coming?"

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"I guess," said Thyiri noncommittally. "I can't say I'm too eager to run into him again." She shrugged. "Nothing better to do, though."

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"Yes well, what better way to spend the day, saving friends and having run-ins with... aquatences." With that, Tynel spun on his heel and kept on walking until he got to a stable where a man was selling some horses. Tynel payed the man for a tall black horse, and mounted. He then spurred him forward in the direction that Rylin had left.

((Just as a side note, horses used to be very cheep - in some places you could possibly get them for under $15))

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"Don't know if I could really classify Raven as a friend," muttered Thyiri. "Seeing as she's spoken, on average, about two words to me the entire time I've known her." She trotted after Tynel. "I haven't any money, can I ride behind you?"

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