<strong>Meanwhile, at the Isselbach Inn.</strong><br/><br/><em>"We don't serve your kind here!"</em>Was what the Innkeeper had wanted to say, as the strange cloaked figure entered. He had a really bad feeling about this one.<br/>And that feeling got worse, as the ... the thing got closer, and the Innkeeper, believing himself to be a man of stout character, remained silent and took a step backwards.<br/><br/>(https://img00.deviantart.net/e0bd/i/2004/161/e/3/ringwraith.jpg)<br/>"He's been here." The cloak said.<br/>"The wizard's been here. Where did he go. Who did he talk to?" The cloak demanded to know.. then looked around in the silent bar-room.<br/>"... I'm really not that bad a person. I'm happy to move on on my merry way leaving you filthy creatures wallowing in your mediocrity.. if you properly answer me." The cloaked figure mused, two green hands slipping out of its cloak-sleeves to reach up and remove it's hood.<br/><br/>And, even from a half-mile away, one could hear the noises of one-sided battle.<br/>