Torner was already heading for the door.

"No, I don't need to Chat with 'em, you get all the info you need from 'em. Their are those folks from Bottomburn that are going to be in danger once they get to Lake Deepbottom"

Babette looked at Torner with her puppy dog eyes,( all because the surgeon had not had the right eyes to but in her empty little head and had to make do with a puppy dog's).

"But my Big Strong and Heroic Torner " Babette was always a little dramatic.
"Wone 'chu be in harm ??"
"you mean danger"
"huh??"
"Danger, and yes I will ma' young lady. But that's all in a days work for glorious knight like me"

He tips his head up slightly and pulls back his shoulders to make his chest look bigger. Babette ran over to the window a pulled a near deed Violet out of a vase that was sitting there. She handed it to Torner.

"Let this flower and symbol of the great Elf bring you good luck my glorified rice"
"That's glorious... oh never mind. Thank you ma' lady"

Elyandon turned to Torner.

"If my men were back at full strength I would be glad to give you a hand. But I'm afraid I can't . My men are just too wounded. And those trolls that await them at lake Deepbottom are mostly at full power by now, with all their regenerating. Any group from Bottomburn is going to get killed."
"Then I have to stop 'em from going into a trap,,,, Ely... Any ideas ??"

Meanwhile outside of the Barley Mow Inn and Tavern, Stormwind was finally enjoying some time off and getting to look down the front of the young girls blouse. Yes ol' Stormwind was a dirty minded horse, but the girls never seamed to mind.

On the other side of the Street two other horses were tied up to a post.

~~ Hey, agnus, ppsstt, look at the poor excuse for a glue reject ~~
~~ Oh my,, I can't believe he can still stand on four legs ~~

The first horse winny's a little at the horse humor, then tries to chat with Stormwind.

~~ HEY , YOU over there. What's your name ??~~

Stormwind looks around... then sees the two filly's on the other side of the street. And then trying to impress them he returned a bold winny.

~ My rider calls me...Stormwind ~~

The two other horses look at each other and let out winny laughs

~~ Stromwind... Ha.. your so old you couldn't even break wind ~~

The two horses almost fall down from laughing so hard.

Now one must understand that ol' Stormwind was a proud horse. He had seen many things and had over come many difficult obstacles will helping Torner in his battles. And if someone, or in this case another horse, said he couldn't do something because he was old, well he was going to prove them wrong. Stormwind had been eating oats, and they were just about ready. He proceeded to pass gas in a manner that would make any horse proud, even a few troglodytes would be amazed at the stench. The flowers in the window went limp. The curly hair on the girls went limp. The horses on the other post went limp.

( yep ) Stormwind thought to himself ( still got the Stormwind trademark ).

Back inside the Barley Mow, Torner and Elyandon were hashing out a plan. Together they figured it would be better to bring the group of people coming from Bottomburn to the city of Deepbottom. Once there they could plan an attack against the troll that were waiting at the lake. Torner would ride to road that runs between the two sights and move the direction marker, so the people would come to the city instead of going to the lake first. He ran outside, jumped on his horse and took of for the pass. He would have to get there before the others did. Or the trolls would have them for lunch.

"YAH... YAH STORMWIND"

No time for singing now he thought, singing was for celebrating, and this was a time for saving. Then he remembered the deed violet that Babette had given him. It was still on the table back at the Barley Mow Inn and Tavern. OOPPSS, I hope that isn't a bad omen he thought...oh well to late now...

"YAH... YAH STORMWIND"