Went to block the attack with his shield, but stayed on guard, ready to block another attack with his blade.
Saras attempted to bash into his chest with his shield, ready to whip around with his sword if necessary.
Alpha returns with the saddle bags.
"Alright. How much do I need to pay you?"Edward asked the innkeeper.
Lihem side stepped the blow, attempting to strike at Saras's side with the flat of his balde as he did so.
He turns and blocks with his blade, holding his at bay.
"30 gold pieces"
"A little much, but nothing I can't afford."Edward pulled out the appropriate number of gold pieces and set them on the counter.
"it's a quality saddle, nothing but the best comes from my in," explained the inn keeper nonchalantly
Frostvin walked into the inn. "Do you sell weapons?"
"Good to know. Thank you."Edward gives a nod and leaves.
He returns to Beta and his new cow who were waiting for them. He puts the saddle on to the cow and begins loading his many books into the bags, as well as some other personal supplies. While doing so he considered different names for the cow.
He takes a step back, waiting for Saras to make a move.
He again tries to bring his shield to Lihem's chest, and bring the bottom up as he does so, almost as if trying to leave himself a space below his shield.
Lihem makes sure to block the space below Saras's shield, but in doing so had to give back a little form the shield bash.
Saras followed through with his strike, then stepped back, circling Lihem.
Lihem did the same, keeping eye contact while they circled one another.
Saras faked left.
When Edward finished putting on the saddle, he looked the cow in the face, and thought for a moment.
"Reginald Kaltenecker Henry the third. Reginald for short."He stated aloud, having decided on a definitive new name.
Oliver pulls out a wagon from the back, this should provide better transportation to the other kingdoms, he thought as he hooked it up, and the price was a steal
Lihem readied his shield for the attack.
After the fake, he came in from the right with a kick to the knee, before aiming to 'stab' at his throat assuming the kick knocked him off balance, planning to stop right before it made contact.