Rye finally woke up and strolled down the stairs and into the common room, then realized he'd forgotten to put his hood on. He quickly did so before anyone had time to make out his features, and smiled awkwardly. "Hello, everyone. I assume that witch hunter left?"
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Sutter began walking towards the stables, to find his horse and ride back to Issor. Nelan and the gang would certainly be angry with him, but really, who could blame him for wanting to relax a little before the execution? As he finally found his gangly brown mare, named Jest, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around.
"NELAN?" Sutter yelped, quickly jumping back. His cousin stood, surrounded by the rest of the witch hunters, enraged expressions on their faces.
"That demon escaped," muttered Nelan in frustration. "Tell me. Did he come back?"
"I... I don't know! I thought I felt the presence of a witch in the room, but I was a little drunk, and..." Sutter was unable to finish his thought as Nelan dragged him out of the stables. Another hunter threw his club at him, which he managed to catch.
"We're going back into the inn," Nelan declared, "And this time, I don't care if we burn it down."