Group 1= Stephan Albreckt, Lowac, Raknesh, Alexia

Everyone: The great kingdom of Halidar is enormous. It so massive that it would take several days to ride from one end of the walled city to the other. The place is bustling and crowded in every corner, as if nearly unable to contain the thriving community within. There are towers, universities, fine houses and of course the empress's palace that takes up a significant amount of the city. Many here are noble, wealthy, or simply well connected. However, there is a significant part in the Kingdom city that is impoverished and destitute. The wealthy turn a blind eye to this need, and all but the most foolish or the most desperate avoid the slums of Halidar if they can. It is nearly suicide to traverse there unless one is extremely sure of what they are doing. Despite these two extremes of financial opposition, there is a thriving middle class in Halidar. It is here that the most affordable inns are found that are acceptable to travelers such as yourselves. One inn in particular seems to be a local favorite, and this is called The Spinning Wheel. It is one of the few in this area with vacancies and honest prices.

ooc: Note, none of you know each other as yet. I will inform you when you do meet each other so that introductions can be made. Have fun everyone!

A young man entered the inn, closely followed by a strong looking dog. The man had an air of nobility about him. It could have been the way he stood straigth, the cleanlyness of his gear or the rather expensive looking sword at his belt. The bulk under his clothes suggested that he was wearing some sort of armor and a heavy looking wooden shield was strapped on his back.

Despite his well trimmed beard, his hair was all messy and entangled. As he sat at an empty table, the dog followed and sat besides his master. It was pretty obvious that the man's pet was well trained.

Lowac entered the inn making his way to the innkeeper with his large mastiff in tow.  His attire set him apart from most in the room, a fact that appeared to go unnoticed by Lowac.  He looked into the innkeepers eyes and spoke politely but with a hint of authority. "I will be staying here, but no one shall know I am here and I am to remain out of your mouth as well as those employed by you.  Do we have an understanding?"  He says as he places double the regular rooms rate on the counter and slides it forward allowing the innkeeper to count it, but he does not remove his hand until he hears an answer he is satisfied with.
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Already in the inn was a man in deep thoughts. He was absentmindedly toying with a spoon on his plate, a small shield lays on the table, but no weapon is visible.

For each of the newcomer, he looked up, his eyes suddenly full of attention, inspecting them with attention, then he returned to his meal.

A woman of blond hair and arrived at the inn. She couldn't be older than 25, but she looked something off. Her attire, some times, when she moved, revealed a part of chain a chain shirt shirt under it. The spear that was on her hand looked like it had seen its share of battles.

She moved swift for a table, letting her spear lean on her side for easy reach. Then as if something had just surfaced on her head she let her spear behind her. She waited for a maid to come attend her. A small smile on her pretty face.

Stephan saw the newcomers and noticed their strange attires. By the way they moved and by their looks, he knew they had seen battles. His old teacher had shown him the differences between a man and a fighter and as he looked at the patrons, he saw another man with the same traits as the newcomers, traits also found in him.

He lazily scratched the head of his dog as he sipped his cup. " Strong people for such a normal inn Draco." he whispered.

ooc: Note, there is more for everyone at the bottom of this post so scroll down please.

Stephan: A serving man raises an eyebrow at the dog as though he disapproves, but he doesn't seem to want to say anything, most likely out of intimidation. Nonetheless, he watches the dog warily as he puts a pitcher of water beside you.

Lowac: The innkeeper looks a bit startled at your words, but quickly recovers. He gives a quick nod. Very well sir. I never see need of mentioning my guests, as long as they don't make any trouble for me anyway. He shrugs. You've got your understanding. He accepts the money gratefully but you notice him giving you curious looks from time to time, as though he is wondering who you are. You believe that he will keep his end of the promise though. He's just exhibiting natural curiosity.

Raknesh: A pretty serving maid comes up to you and asks if you require anything more. She has a lovely twinkle in her eye and seems to be looking at you with a mix of fascination and attraction. This may have something to do with the fact that you are a Kalashtar and so somewhat exotic, though she is no doubt used to many races.

Alexia: You don't have to wait long before a maid comes. It seems that this place was worthy of the praise the locals gave it. The service here was fast. She gives you a small smile, eying your spear a bit warily. Is there anything I can get you? Are you staying the night or do you simply need refreshment?

Everyone: As you are all settling in to the tavern you see two newcomers enter. One is a beautiful woman with skin the color of dark cinnamon and deep chestnut hair. From the exotic kohl under her eyes it appears she is from Dajhiris. She looks around a bit warily as though looking for enemies. Upon seeing the room she relaxes a small bit but still looks extremely on edge. You notice that she has a bloody bandage wrapped around her upper arm. Accompanying her is a young man. Judging by his trappings he is from Uthirienn and he likewise has a very good looking face, though his skin is very pale, which is the fashion in his homeland. The only thing which mars his looks is a large bruise on the right half of his face. From the looks of it, their encounter was fairly recent. The pair sit down at a table and order wine from a maid. Then they hunch down and begin speaking to each other in low tones, constantly looking for anyone who might be listening in.

ooc: All who are interested roll listen checks please.

The entering couple peeked Stephan's curiosity. They both look as if they had been in a recent fight and that bloody bandage meant it had been a rough one. He tried his hardest not to listen to their conversation but the man couldn't help but hear parts of it.
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The way people looked at him has lost its ability to make him uneasy for a few months now.

He answered the maid with a polite negative answer. He would have said more but the two battered people that just entered the inn have caught his interest and he didn't want to let the maid notice he was paying attention to their conversation.