<div class="floatright">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/aging21n-5-web_zpso4huqomx.jpg)</div><strong>Jocelyn &amp; Gerard<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Inn of the Hero and the Mug<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Sam <br/></strong><hr/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12920031#msg12920031">Quote from: Silver Phoenix on 20-01-2017, 20:08:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sam was a little surprised to see that the common room still hadn't filled out, contrary to his expectations of how inns generally ran in a game.  <em>Except this isn't a game,</em> he reminded himself sternly.  He hoped that it wasn't the presence of the champions that was keeping business away, otherwise it might probably be best if their stay was short - or if they spent a hefty amount of anything they got here.  At this point, he was just thinking of finding Jocelyn, when he was spotted before he had the chance to start looking.<br/><br/>"Oh... uh, she's doing just fine - no need for concern there," he managed after a moment of trying to find diplomatic words, which were not entirely insincere - Beatrix's charm was managing to find favour with most, some more than the others too.  "But I'm sure she has her hands full-" <em>or will get it full,</em> he thought wryly "-without having worry about all of us.  But, please, being called 'champion' feels a bit... well, it comes with a lot of expectations, if you know what I mean.  Just call me S-"<br/><br/>About to give his name, Sam hesitated.  Suddenly boring old Sam the Champion didn't have a particularly appealing ring to it.  Samwise?  <em>That was a hobbit's name, wasn't it?</em> Belakor?  <em>Now I'm just getting stupid, and that was a demon's name if I remember right...</em>  A quick thought flashed through his mind and he took it.  "-Sarryn." he managed after a cough to cover the momentary lapse; it had a bit of his name and something that he thought sounded elven attached on.  It was already out of his mouth at any rate, so it would have to do.<br/><br/>"I just thought I'd come down and clear my head a bit; not every day you snatched up and spirited away to somewhere completely unfamiliar, after all." Giving a chuckle to indicate that he wasn't bitter about the situation and was willing to make the best of it, he glanced meaningfully at the empty place.  "I would have thought there'd be more people around the place at this hour; I hope our presence isn't keeping your customers away."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Well, Champion Sarryn, please sit." In a motherly tone she asked, "Can I get you anything to eat or drink?"<br/><br/>She paused before instinctively heading towards the kitchen to get something for Sarryn. "Keeping customers away? Oh, no. We are reserved for the Champions. Newgate folks would not think of intruding upon you. The Priesthood makes sure we're compensated. So, dear, which one did Beatrix decide she was going to bed?"