Xenon walks outside for a moment and then a large crash is heard as he lets loose a rather large scream of rage. He bursts back through the door and makes his way to the bar. No one really wants to get in his path, since he is after all carrying his axe and a throwing knife.
Halfway to the bar, he lets the knife fly and it finds its mark a fraction to the right of the 'farmer's' elbow. Any more to the right and there would have been at least some torn cloth. Chang quickly comes from behind the bar and gets ready to do who knows what if Xenon should continue his tirade.
Whirling to face Kartha, Xenon bellows, "Remember the rooster!" hoping she will pick up on the fact that he is doing an elaborate bluff to see what the suspected spies will do. Facing Chang, only slightly calmer than when he first came through the door, Xenon begins...
"I just met Erlic outside. He was headed in search of Marz and found Azaya first. She was lying dead in the middle of a road, her neck snapped by a wagon wheel. He took her to the healers but she was beyond help.
"Marz is behind this!" Xenon bellows once again. "In Azaya's name I lay claim to this Inn. As the new proprietor, if Marz sets foot in here again, he will face a fate worse than death!" Xenon takes a moment to wink at Chang before stating, "Anyone who wishes to challenge my rights to the Inn had best do it now. If there are no challenges, then everyone get back to work. I will maintain any agreements that were created between Azaya and yourselves in her memory."
Slowly looking around for challengers, Xenon takes a good look at his oppositions. Hoping beyond hope, Chang, Cat, Kartha, Arc, and the other by the door will not challenge him, Xenon takes a moment to check reactions. A glint of recognition can be found in Kartha's eyes, but he cannot read those of Chang because he is not facing him.
With one final burst of energy, Xenon sends a powerful message to Azaya. "IF YOU DECIDE TO COME BACK TO THE INN BEFORE MORNING, PLEASE DISGUISE YOURSELF. I WILL EXPLAIN LATER PLEASE TRUST ME. XENON"
Arie glanced at the knife near his elbow then gave an unreadable look to his female companion. The woman shrugged & shook her head slightly.
Kartha made her way behind the bar & pulled out Xenon's knife. "Sorry 'bout that," she said to Mist & Arie. "But Azaya was the owner here and the giant there just learned that some punk we had thought was our friend has proven to be an enemy. Ya see, he went & killed her!""Oh," Arie said. "I think I understand the giant's reaction now. So where is this punk you speak of?"
Kartha poured herself a wine & drained the glass before speaking. "I guess he's taken off. But we'll fine 'em." The barmaid glanced around then lowered her voice to a whisper. "You see it's like this: Azaya & Xenon are the leaders of a major assassination network that was located on the eastern continent of Rhudma. Well, things got too hot for them there so they decided to move the entire organization here to Bizmar. The rest of the members are on their way here now."
Kartha began cleaning her nails with Xenon's dagger, enjoying the looks of amazement on the faces of the newlyweds that were really Tegol's spies.
"Ah how many are there in this organization of yours?" Arie asked as nonchalantly as possible.
Kartha laughed. "It's kinda small right now. Only about 200 of the best damn killers, spies, mages & thieves that anybody could ever ask for!"
"I think it's time we went to our room," Arie said to Mist, his supposed wife.
"Yes, that's a good idea my dear," Mist answered hurriedly. "I am tired from our journey." They nodded a quick goodnight to Kartha and swiftly made their way up the stairs to their room.
Kartha couldn't wait until those idiots gave Tegol THAT information. It would certainly make him think twice before messing with the people in this tavern again. The barmaid caught Xenon's eye & smiled wickedly.