Tulla desperately flung herself across the room. Her things were folded neatly on the dresser, with her weapons as promised. Probably as a taunt while the girls were ravaged hopelessly. She grabbed the sword Adrass had given her and swung just in time to cut a gash across the mans chest. He roared in anger and pain, slapping her acrossnthe room and sending Tulla into the bathroom.
He came after her but she was ready, as soon as he came into her view, Tulla thrust forward; sliding the blade into his gut and up through the ribcage.
Something cold brushed along Whispers thigh as she struggled; the rose. They had not seen the small gift Clarke had given her and she had fallen asleep with it underneath her pillow. She grabbed it and pointed, not really knowing what to expect and pulled the thorn trigger.
The Inn was mostly vacant, the screams being contained to the bedrooms. A few maids wandered about, cleaning after the party they had. Zaddion felt a small weight on his shoulder; his crow had glided in quietly through the door and now stared at him. It made no sound, as if it knew they needed stealth.
Madame approached the box "I didn't intend to kill it, I wanted to sell it. Did it suffocate? " she flipped the box over and looked down at Finn.