World Fire

The Most Esteemed Family of Laire

When they returned to Rag and Tags, Rag (and Tags) were not pleased to see them at all. They did not want to see any more harm come to their establishment, but it was the years of warm and unlikely friendship that they shared with Stag that had them welcome them into their tavern and lend them a room.

‘I’ll send some money over for your reparations,’ Stag said, patting Rag on the shoulders.

‘Oh, Stag, you don’t need to make up so many lies. We know you’ll never pay us for anything.’

Stag smirked. ‘This time I mean it. I owe a friend who always has my back when I need it.’

Rag could hardly believe it, and he was smiling from ear to ear as he showed them to their rooms. ‘Two beds here, one for you and the boy, and the girl can have a room to herself.’

Stag shook his head. ‘They’ll both be sleeping here. I’ll be keeping watch.’

‘I thought you dealt with the assassins.’

‘It seems that this a deeper problem than I first thought. I thought they were just petty assassins, with half-hearted m