And to think I thought the worst was over.

Nope. Nothing ever went that smooth. Sure, the Priest with a Sharp Pointy Object was defeated, some food was lost to the ground but the rest eaten, and I think somehow, I called it a day. It was enough trouble for a day, and I didn't intend on taking any similar risks (or embarking on any other similar Exciting Event like this whole church raid thing I participated in a while ago - though the breakfast was rewarding) at least for one more day or so.

But then we return to the inn and somehow there's this whole chaotic fight. At least, I think it's a fight. Why else would people be stabbing Sharp Pointy Objects into legs and slashing at throats with said Sharp Pointy Objects? Probably nothing to do with fun, unless the people in this group were truly that weird.

...Then again, I probably shouldn't jump to any conclusion yet.

Hello guys? Big job coming up? Lots of sparklies?

If you're all dead by then it's all mine, I guess.