Flash Fiction: Obi Travalar, Chapter VI
by Peter O'Keefe CHAPTER SIX: The Conjuror of Lupa At long last, the troop reached the village of Lupa. It was not a large town, but neither was it small. The day had begun to turn dark early, and Cole suspected that it would rain that night sometime. “Since we're in town and rain in possible,” he said, “I think we should get a room at the nearest inn for the night.” Obi and Nancy were excited to hear this. They had never been to sleep at any inns, and Obi had never even been in one. Cole lead them diligently through the maze of the town. It was a rather run down place altogether, with dark, looming houses that told of long ago splendor and glory. Now, it was mostly home to street bums, smugglers and rats. This was not the ideal place to spend the night, but at least Cole knew a thing or two about dealing with evil people. Obi and Nancy were confident in his abilities. “Remind me tomorrow,” s...