‘Til now, the young paladin had been working hard with curry combs and blankets to see the horses warm and dry.  She made sure to point out the skeleton to everyone in the barn and not stable any horses in the nearby stalls.<br/><br/>Following Ebirc’s eyes through the rain, she blinked a few times, then nodded.  “Thank you, Ebirc.  You have a good eye.  And that’s coming from the fort.”<br/><br/>“Elsie.  Did you make it to the loft?  If so, look for a position to snipe or something.”<br/><br/>Hearing Thae-ael, the paladin waved to her and nodded.  “Bring the others from the inn.  We can greet them at the door to the barn.  If they’re friendly, invite them to camp at the inn.  If they be foes, we’ll hold them at the doors.”  Her mismatched eyes took a gander at the doors.  She'd gotten the wagon in, so they had to be fairly wide, but would it take two blades to hold them, or four?<br/>