Sprint for the stairs

Fighting almost a dozen drunk, horny brutes is not very practical, but you refuse to let yourself go through yet another round of crude pawing. With a slight shake of your head you sprint for the stairs. If it comes to a fight the darker and narrower hallways upstairs will give you a much better chance than the open common room with the oil lamps all around.

"Hey!" The man's tone is one of surprise more than anger but as his companions laugh at him you sense his mood turn dark. "Get back here bitch, or I'll take you like Alrechi is fucking that uppity slit of his." By now you are most of the way up the stairs. One final glance back shows Alrechi's minion heading after you pulling up his pants as he stumbles between the tables towards the bottom of the stairway while several of the others mock him for his inability to scare even a barmaid.

The barmaid is nowhere in sight, waiting for you in Alrechi's room for you to return her dress and for this situation to resolve itself. Not that you blame her.

"Get back down here you two-bit whore!" The jeering of his companions has not improved the thug's demeanor even a bit. You don't have enough time change back into your black clothes, but you do have enough time to bundle all but two of you knives into your clothes and tuck the bundle into the barmaid's loose top. The poor woman was a bit plump and had ample tits popular with the customers so there is plenty of room for the rolled-up bundle.

With your knives back, you feel more than ready to deal with one of Alrechi's muscle-bound henchmen. Still you hesitate as you see the rough-looking man reach the top of the steps and peer down the poorly lit hallway to where you are standing at the ready. You had left Alrechi alive in his room, it seems vindictive to take out your frustration on one of his cronies if you are unwilling to cut the off head of the snake.

On the other hand, getting out of this inn might be more difficult than you first thought. If the room that Alrechi is in with its heavily barred windows is any indication the innkeep was determined to keep people from slipping in (and out) of his establishment. You have no reservations about killing if you need to; once already tonight you sent a thug to Hades domain, why not two? It might well be safer to take care of this foul-mouthed bastard now before he raises the alarm and you find yourself trapped in this shit-hole.