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Slade’s horse threw a shoe only a few minutes later, and we were forced to stop at the first village we found. None of us thought it was safe to do so, but we didn't have much choice, and luckily the place was small enough that there were few soldiers in it. Slade immediately took the horse to the local blacksmith, while the rest of us went to find rooms for the evening. The inn was mostly empty and much smaller than the one we'd stayed in the other night, which suited us fine. The fewer people who saw us, the better. "We'd like a room for the evening," Jasin said to the innkeeper, a stout man with a moustache. "Of course. We have many rooms available. How many will you need?" Jasin glanced back at Auric, who said, "Two, I think." The innkeeper nodded as he scanned our group. But then
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