An Audience With The King RPG

[Susan Delgado]

******Shire******

Hardo was in a foul mood. He'd been awakened out of a perfectly sound sleep this morning to an inadequate and undercooked "meal" which Orlo had cooked right in their room! Didn't he realize he could have burned the whole place to the ground? Obviously not.

He'd tried to keep track of Brando, but somehow they boy had slipped out of the Inn and gone galivanting all around Bree by himself.
He met the boy at the Inn door when he finally returned and grabbed him by the ear and dragged his reluctant self up the stairs and down the hall to their rooms, lecturing all the way.
He obviously had no notion what a dangerous place Bree could be. He hadn't even gone out with Odo or Orlo, not that they could be trusted either! Brando should have stayed right here, in the Inn, which wasn't too safe itself, but at least here Hardo could keep an eye on him.
He tossed the boy inside and locked the door. He knew full well Brando could unlock the door from the inside, but he thought (unlikely but possible) that he might stay in there of his own volition, to think about what he'd done by wandering around the town so carelessly.

Hardo went back down to the Inn's main room and ordered another ale. He wondered vaguely where the other two boys were, but decided he didn't really care; if those two got into trouble, they were old enough to get out of it by themselves. Not that Odo hadn't already had plenty of adventures already...getting into a drinking contest with a Man! What idiocy!

He sat there and drank with his back to the door leading to the upstairs rooms, so he missed Brando slipping outside again.

[ October 06, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]

[ October 06, 2002: Message edited by: Susan Delgado ]