“Good evening, Jorgen,” Astredian said as he released the flustered ranger, and smiled pleasantly at the old monk as she stalked past him and into the inn.
Jorgen’s eyes followed Elise as she went past, and he chortled lightly as he held the door open for the paladin.
“She looks happy.” the jolly, red-faced old monk said, laughter bubbling just under his words.
“I hope she is. Although, things have been stressful with the guild recently.” Astredian replied, walking into the tavern.
Jorgen shut the door behind him and made his way back to his normal station behind the bar. It looked to be a quiet Jikensday, with a few regulars playing cards at a table, and a familiar older male ranger sitting at the bar. Rob raised his tankard to Elise, then turned to see who had come in behind her. Eli
