Daric studied her expressions before she hid the emotions, being an innkeeper he has seen many people at their high and lows so he can guess what most people felt. He was about to ask her about if she had a history with the king and thank her for her offer but it was cut short by the howl. He moved closer to hear, ready to move at any moment, my hand on the hilt of the elven blade, prepared to draw it from by back at any moment.<br/><br/>"how many of them are there?" he asked as her stood up from the corpse, he nodded in agreement at her suggestion "Looks like I have to take your offer then Ariadne" prepared to dash at a moment's notice