Night at the Inn (Rosetta)

[Imogen Frewer]

It was close to 11 and The bar at Jerusalem Inn was half filled with drunken farmers subdued travellers and moaning merchants. Behind the bar stood a girl of near to 20 who though you had the look of some one who had lived.

"Get us another one will ya Jenny" Called out one of the usual who was sat at a low table with a few other older men.

Imogen nodded as she cleaned a misty glass with the cream apron she had tied round her slender waist. The large room was dimly lit with flickering candles and a few lamps that hung low on the walls. Not many women ventured in to the inn it took some one with a strong will to brave the throng of drunken men.

"Finish the ones you have first lads" Imogen called back to them from behind the bar, "Then I will fill up the glasses ye all ready ave'. Some one has to clean all them glasses your using".

[Lady Rosetta Court]

Rosetta walked into the Inn. The men turned around. "By God that can't be Lord Andrew's daughter can it?" said one of the drunken men. "It is." said another, "Lady Rosetta Court. She looks like she was carved by angels." Rosetta smiled and walked past. "Excuse me miss, do you have any beds?" she asked.

[Imogen Frewer]

Imogen looked up from the glass at the sound of the woman’s voice, it was unlike the usual voices that where heard in bar. The woman before her defiantly was not the kind they usually had and Imogen had to admire her bravery at entering such a place.

“Ave we got any beds, Miss this is an inn All we Ave’ is Bead and ale” Imogen smirked placing the newly shined glass on the counter.

“How many is It your after?”

[Lady Rosetta Court]

"Just the one. My name is Lady Rosetta Court." she said. She reached into her bag and pulled out a satchel of money. "Is this enough?" she asked.

[Imogen Frewer]

Imogen was taken aback, it wasn’t every day a beautiful young woman came along dumping large amounts of money on the counter.

“More that enough my Lady, If you don’t mind me asking why is a Lady like your self staying in a place like this?” Imogen couldn’t help her self and her nosy side worst its way out.

[Lady Rosetta Court]

"Im on my travels nothing more." she said. "Now if Robin Hood comes around don't tell him I'm here." she said. She showed her sword.

[Imogen Frewer]

Imogen stared at the lady in front of her for a second before straightening up and placing a goblet on the counter top with a loud clunk.

“Robin Hood, now why would Robin hood be looking for you? We are a nice establishment here we don’t want no trouble” Imogen’s lips culled in to a small smile. The trip to Jerusalem Inn was known to attract all manners of low life and thieves not exactly a nice establishment.

[Lady Rosetta Court]

She turned her volume low. "Because I'm working with Sir Guy of Gisbourne." she said. "Anyway I'll have a goblet of your finest wine." she said. She sat down and removed her hood. Her face looked like it had been carved by angels and all of the men turned and looked at her. "Hey gorgeous, how about a quickie?" one man asked. "Not if you want your parts cut off and shoved down your throat." said Rosetta.

[Imogen Frewer]

Imogen slapped the man across the head with a damp cloth that had been used to clean the tables earlier that day.

“Get back to your drink Tom” she said with a stern” You’ll get no fun here”.

Tom was the resident sleazy always on the look out for a good time with a passing guest or town’s girl. Imogen had had to slap him across the head many a time and even on occasion kick him out. At the mention of Gisborne name Imogen under stood at once why she would not want Robin poking about, Imogen herself had been in the position once but that was more than a year ago now.

“There ya’ go one glass of the finest wine” Imogen said setting the goblet which was only used when Nobility came to the Inn. “Best not sit here My Lady, Robin and his lot come sneaking around there a room round the back if you’d rather sit there. Sir Guy uses that room himself when he comes round for eh business”.

[Lady Rosetta Court]

"I'd rather stay here. You see I have fell for one of Robin's men." Rosetta said. She smiled as she took a drink. She rummaged in her bag on pulled out a strange looking book. It had a gold spine and a ruby encrusted Pentagram on the fron cover and 'Book Of Shadows' written on it as well. She flicked through the pages until she got to the right page.

[Imogen Frewer]

“One of Robin’s man, that’s a bit dangerous aint it” she said slightly amused “And which one might that be?”

Tom was still eyeing the woman with his old large beady eyes. Imogen gave him a stern look but then winked at him to keep him sweet she couldn’t afford to loose his business. Something gold grabbed Imogen’s attention, jenny eyes it suspiciously.

[Lady Rosetta Court]

"Its Allan A'dale." she said. She looked at the love potion her father wrote in this book. "If you're wondering I'm a Wiccan." she said.

[Imogen Frewer]

“Allan, well isn’t that something” she said half heartedly here eyes still fixed on the book. Love potion why would she be looking at a love potion. This was magic and magic was generally feared by the populace but Imogen being more inquisitive than timid in her nature was curious.

“I can see, What would you need that for miss?”

[Lady Rosetta Court]

"Its for Guy. He needs help getting Marian's heart." she said. "Is there anything I can do for you?" she asked. "Don't worry my Coven doesn't do Black Magick." she reassured.

[Imogen Frewer]

For guy, Imogen thought with a sigh Gisborne just kept surprising her by stooping down another level.

“Ohh no I don’t need anything im quite content with my life, no magic needed” Imogen said shacking her hand in the direction of the book.