Edward returned to his room. He wondered how the adventure tomorrow would go. He still wasn't sure why he accepted the help of some total strangers, but he decided that in the end it had to be better than going at it alone again. He'd been going at it alone all his life, and it had always served him well, until that fateful night two weeks ago. Now he was happy that he'd be going with a group, and he was doubly happy that Mara had offered to join him here for the night.<br/><br/>The inn had decent accomodations, nothing special, but it was better than he had growing up. Being a street rat didn't really afford one with the best in life. He looked around and decided he'd better clean the place up a bit. He moved most of the maps and notes that were sprawled on the bed and floor to the little desk, and placed his weaponry in the cabinet. He never realised how many weapons he had lying around. He took out the bottle of wine he had lying in the cupboard.<br/><br/>As he was just about to sit down he remembered the tripwires set up across the room. Anyone of them could kill Mara, so he quickly started removing the ones she would possibly encounter. He left the ones around the windows, he really didn't want visitors. Well apart from Mara anyway. As he finished, he opened the wine bottle, poured two cups and sank back in the chair.<br/><br/>