Seirin laughed, even in the face of the Innkeep's apparent displeasure of his sleight of hand trickery. The man was likely bewildered, and he couldn't blame him. In hindsight, perhaps Seirin should have kept things simple and straight forward so as to not worry the owner of the White Deer about the possibility he was inviting in a thief, but Seirin did not always do the<em>wisest</em>thing he could. He followed the man to the room at the end of the hall. It was smaller than he expected, but it was rather cheap and quaint all the same. He placed his back on the bed, pulling out supplies even while the man warned him about being inside before it got too late.<br/><br/>"Sure."<br/><br/>Seirin wasn't fussed about it. If he got back too late, he'd just scale the building and enter through the window he'd paid for. After the man left he'd check to make sure that it was unlocked if it even<em>had</em>locks just in case. Then the Tiefling would set about mixing his alchemical supplies for the day, opting for a rather varied tool-set. As with most things, though, his extract set focused more on deception than anything else. What kind of normal person needed three potions of invisibility handy? A Tiefling, he supposed. And they were anything but normal as his wings, skin, teeth, and tail indicated. He'd return down to the common of the inn with the various extracts threaded into the bandoleer across his chest and set about gathering information...<br/><br/>"It's fine, I'm used to it." Seirin replies to the wife coolly. And that was true; the innkeep was professional, if nothing else. He had more important things to do in this town than pout about the opinion a married professional had of him. "Thank you, though." Pry as he might, he couldn't get much out of Garridan about his brother, other than his occupation. He wondered what could have happened to drive them apart -- or maybe they were never close to begin with -- but he was also more than smart enough to know when no amount of persuasion would loosen his lips, and the offer of gold would likely only get him kicked out of the inn. Excusing himself, Seirin made to exit the White Deer...<br/><br/>And hunt down the sheriff. He would ordinarily avoid law enforcement, especially in such a small town, but he decided Garridan's brother would at worst be a source of useful information about the interesting folk in town, and at best would help the young, feminine Tiefling learn why the rider spirit urged him toward this town.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">character stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"> This is Seirin's Character Sheet; descriptions are at the bottom. (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=159428)<br/>Inspiration Pool 7/8<br/>Panache Pool 7/7<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Extracts Prepared:</span><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li type="disc">Disguise Self, 1st Level</li><li type="disc">Vocal Alteration, 1st Level</li><li type="disc">Cure Light Wounds, 1st Level</li><li type="disc">Expeditious Retreat, 1st Level</li><li type="disc">Adhesive Spittle, 1st Level</li><li type="disc">Invisibility x3, 2nd level</li></ul><br/>Dex(+4, -2 wis) Mutagen Prepared<br/></div></div>