William watched as Markus rised, his stare intensifying as the pistol was raised at him. The pistol clicked however, the Ulfric exclaiming that he passed, turning to leave him in the basement. The hunter exhaled deeply after he left, his nerves slowly easing up. It was too close of a call, but if he was lucky, he may have gained potential support in the area. William grabbed his hat and placed it atop his head once more standing up. He reached for his plate of french toast, grabbing a piece and taking a large bite out of it. He glanced over at where the Ulfric had sat, noticing his plate was left untouched. [i]"Must not have been hungry."[/i] William thought, grabbing his plate of french toast as well. With that he made his way back upstairs and headed towards the kitchen.

The hunter entered, taking note of everyone in the room. He grunted to himself, approaching Ryan as he half-listened to the Ulfric speak. He placed the plate that was once the Ulfric's in front of Ryan and sliding it toward him. He then proceeded over to  counter, leaning against it as he enjoyed his breakfast. Occasionally wiping the crumbs from his mustache, he turned to face Acacia, giving her an appreciative nod and a thankful smile. Once the plate was cleaned of the breakfast it once carried, William set it down on the counter and crossed his arms. He couldn't wait to return to town.