Shane sighed to himself. Carrying this much meat couldn't be good for his back... Or for his legs... or his arms. They all hurt so much by now that he was sure if he had to walk another five-<br/><br/>"Young man!" the old gatekeeper brought him out of his thoughts, "State your business, and be quick about it!" the guard demanded rather harshly. Shane put on a fake smile. "Delivering a boar to be roasted for the festival, of course." he said cheerfully.<br/><br/>"Proceed, then." The guard said, opening the northern gate. Shane found his way to the town of Grintum where he was to sell the Boar, then when he got paid, he went straight to the nearest inn.<br/><br/>"Huh," he remarked. "The boar's head Inn? not the name I would choose for somewhere people pay to sleep. Oh well, not my problem." Paying the Innkeeper, he headed over to the dining area, which was empty except for a group of five soldiers who had apparently gotten drunk, and a fellow who looked about 14, seeming to be sleeping sitting up. sitting rather close to the one person who couldn't readily slice him in half with a sword while drunk, he ordered a meager meal of bread and cheese. unbeknownst to him there was a pair of eyes watching him do all of this.<br/><br/>"You poor?" a voice whispered half way through his meal. He looked up, and came face to face with the younger lad whom he thought was asleep. "Very, but I'll manage." he replied. The lad ran off for some reason after that and after Shane had eaten, he notice there were others at the table. Apparently without him noticing, A rather timid looking girl, as well as two boys about his age and four others, one of them he recognized as the kid who had faked sleep, were all sitting at the table.<br/><br/>The Drunken soldiers looked like they had now resorted to loud, and very bold statements. "Yerknow, I bet- hic- I bet I cud take th' throne if that king uf urs din't 'ave a swrd as powurfol as the Spiderblade..." One of them said boldly. the others laughed at how drunk he was. "Yeah, sure sir Eric! And the other four Blades are just hanging on my wall at home!" Another not so drunk one said. "Ell 'et's go getum!" The first said. and then passed out from the alcohol going to his head.<br/><br/>Shane frowned. there was more than the legendary Spiderblade? He felt angry that there wasn't anything being done about this! Kravenfriht had so much power. If he could just find one, maybe he could stop all the Tyrany... who was he kidding? he was just one kid. A wild boar herding kid. like that would ever happen.<br/><br/>Instead he turned to the three people who looked around his age at the table. "Let me guess. Here for the festival?"