The ride from Fairpoint to Barleytown had been a lengthy yet peaceful journey. One that had done well to prepare Sir Shane the Shy for the next challenge he would face. Though not nearly as large as Stormhelm, Barleytown was still the largest settlement that appeared on the map of the Dales. That meant a lot more people he'd have to pass by. Which in turn meant a higher likelihood that the sight of a knight from north of the Bridge would make someone curious enough to come strike up a conversation. Something he rarely enjoyed all that much. Though at least it wasn't anything like what he would have had to endure if he'd stayed in the city.
Thankfully, though many a curious glance had been cast his way as he rode into town and made for the Goatbeard, no one had actually stopped to chat. When he arrived at the inn, Sir Shane guided his horse to a set of hitching posts set up near the entrance and dismounted as his loyal charger lowered her head and began to drink from one of the water troughs that had been left there for the horses. "You did well today, Flutter." Sir Shane quietly praised his equine companion while gently stroking and patting her neck. "You've more than earned a drink. I'll get you some more carrots next chance I get, too."
Leaving Flutter to her rest, Sir Shane made for the front door of the inn. With any luck, he wouldn't need to stay long or speak with many people before finding what he had come in search of, be it the source of the rumors or another step on the trail to the true source. And so Sir Shane uttered a quiet prayer for luck as he reached the Goatbeard's door, opened it, and made his way inside.
Thankfully, though many a curious glance had been cast his way as he rode into town and made for the Goatbeard, no one had actually stopped to chat. When he arrived at the inn, Sir Shane guided his horse to a set of hitching posts set up near the entrance and dismounted as his loyal charger lowered her head and began to drink from one of the water troughs that had been left there for the horses. "You did well today, Flutter." Sir Shane quietly praised his equine companion while gently stroking and patting her neck. "You've more than earned a drink. I'll get you some more carrots next chance I get, too."
Leaving Flutter to her rest, Sir Shane made for the front door of the inn. With any luck, he wouldn't need to stay long or speak with many people before finding what he had come in search of, be it the source of the rumors or another step on the trail to the true source. And so Sir Shane uttered a quiet prayer for luck as he reached the Goatbeard's door, opened it, and made his way inside.