Sunset
The innkeeper was a graying man of generous girth, a gift complemented by the absence of hair. he summoned three mugs, serving a boy and his companions. the youth thanked him and went to the beard's table.
Spellbound by the Witching Hour
Normally the type to keep to himself, he’s forced by circumstance to make idle chitchat with the innkeeper. when she offers to help him relax, who is he to argue? of course, he had no idea what kind of “relaxing” the innkeeper had in store.
Aurora: Chapter Four: The Journey
Pietro returned to the innkeeper to clarify we weren't a couple, only for the innkeeper to laugh and say it was all they had left. pietro reported this back to me sadly, then wrote, let me take a bath and i'll think about what we can do.
Dark Snowfall
He could see the yellow light coming out of the glass doors, walking inside the innkeeper greeted him cheerfully. "heya theo! must've been one tough absol if it kept you going till this hour" the innkeeper smiled warmly. "uh yeah..
Heat of the Hearth
He couldn't help but notice finnian's attentive presence nearby, the young fallow buck's demeanour different from the typical actions of the innkeeper's staff.
The Unwelcoming Night
While she fussed over how to break the fox's order to the innkeeper, he surveyed the room, taking in the groups of men engaged in fervid discussion.
Cum Inn
Approaching the innkeeper, he murmured, "may i speak to you privately ma'am?" he walked into the kitchen, followed by the keeper as he asked the always dreaded question. "m-may i le-leave early?" the innkeeper tilted her head and pondered.
Sins of the Past (9/12)
While you were resting i did go down to ask the innkeeper and zefrit, and though the dragon saw nothing the innkeeper remembered seeing an elf matching his description come through the area with a bag of books."
The Sultry Argonian Bard v1 - The Untold Story
The innkeeper would never approve of such a public display._ ellya erdain: _then may i suggest a private performance?
Act X
The innkeeper, wearing outdated medieval-styled clothing, greeted me and served me an ale. i looked to him and asked, "please. can you tell me where i am?" the innkeeper arched an eye at me.
A Quick Respite
He had settled down by the time the innkeeper arrived at the counter, a rather young looking fox with a tail that trembled at the sight of berin.
~ Beneath the Wolfs Fur ~
He turned to the trembling innkeeper, who had backed himself against the far wall. “lief... hungry. feed lief?” “what... what do you...” gurgled the innkeeper, frozen in panic. leif frowned, then looked around.