Sher started not having realized he'd spoken. "no no you haven't." He sighed. "it's just my thoughts, I thought all aristos were well stuck up and didn't think much of us, but your different. You actually genuinely care. So I'm an idiot for thinking that all aristos were like the prince." He said lamely.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Aros meanwhile had been cursing a lot. Every other word in fact. And after much cursing and staff thumping and screaming imprecations he finally got his horse out of the shed and mounted up. By the time he realized where they had gone he was so far behind it was past dark when he arrived at the Inn. More cursing began as he reached the bridge and followed him into the town causing many a doors to be locked and shutters to be sealed. Aros didn't care. He reached the in and screaming mad. Ranting and shouting about Thrawls he was determined to punish he started throwing oil around the Inn's doorway and over the building.<br/><br/>"I WON"T LET YOU GET AWAY YOU UNGRATEFUL INGRATE BASTARD ASHOLE THRAWLS..." well you get the picture of how it went. On and on he cursed and screamed and ranted about how the thrawls were not going to escape. Now in case you missed it crazy people are not very creative.... Aros isn't very creative and he set the Inn on fire and danced around from foot to foot laughing as the oil too flame.