The innkeeper moved on ahead to speak with a few others dressed in similar robes to his.
Neveah kept her gaze fixed ahead but she tuned her hearing to pick up their words.
"That is Sir Blackbird?" One of the other innkeepers asked in doubt, sneaking a subtle glance at Neveah.
"It is his signature attire. Plus he never reveals his true face, it is impossible to confirm." The innkeeper who had received them replied.
"We can only pass on the orders we have received. If executed properly, we will then know for certain if it is Sir Blackbird. If not, the mission would claim the impostors life anyways." A third innkeeper said.
"Plus we have those here who will keep an eye out." The innkeeper added, glancing around the hall.
Amongst the people seated at the tables, Neveah could pick out a few who stood out, looking particularly suspicious.
They were clearly Fae but dressed like merchants with their wings hidden away in large silk robes.
