Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27603392-20140618133434/@comment-24481083-20140624023712

All of it happened very fast; Iju would have bet his, well, most of of his wordly possessions that he'd have to kick his way out, had it not been for the man with the purple hair-do. Grinning cheekily at the furious innkeeper, he gave a sarcasting bow and was in the midst of striding off towards Purple Head when the door opened, and in went Silver-Brownie. These were not  your average customers, the rest of the inn could tell, and they left him relatively in peace.

Shrugging, he assumed his stride to Amet and shrugged his bag off to the floor.

" Thank ye kindly, but I'm afraid I won't be able to pay for the shine, ser. "