<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227120.msg11156009#msg11156009">Quote from: Angelic Kitten on 13-04-2015, 02:47:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">For:<br/>(http://www.angelickitten.com/gal/avatar/abigail.jpg)<br/>Abigail Elysia Reinhardt</span></strong></em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Abigail found the stables suitable to her horse's needs, and made sure her mare was tended to before she followed Gilbert to the inn. The Paladin had expected to be put up at the barracks, as that was often the case in the places she stayed, so the inn seemed a more luxurious option. It pleased her to know there would be no charge incurred, as well. "It was kind of the Inquisitor to think ahead." Quite possibly his job or orders too, but she didn't dwell on the fact. "An hour should give me plenty of time to prepare. Thank you. I can think of nothing else." Her stomach growled enough that she could hear it, but now that she was at the inn, there should be time to grab some bread and cheese before the runner arrives, if not a proper meal.<br/><br/>She returned to her room, quickly undressing and washing with the soap and lukewarm water. It felt good to get fresh and clean after the journey, and she also took the time to run the wet cloth through her long, blonde hair and squeeze out any dampness from the water. It would be lighter and fresher for the effort, and she was more relaxed as she donned a set of clean clothes from her travelling bag. She donned a back sheath for her sword, but left the sword out of it for the time being, and took a few minutes to lay down and rest in her room, before hurrying downstairs to buy that last minute piece of bread.<br/><br/><br/>