| A small balding man greets Joru as he approaches, his friend, presumably a guard of some persuasion by his appearances, seems more interested in his ale. "You're quite the singer," he comments.
Asking about bandits, he assures you that the roads here are reasonably safe for travellers, and that many merchants travel alone. Of course, if you are carrying valuable goods, you can never be too careful, and you would be wise to keep them concealed and preferably travel with a guard.
The night wears on, the crackling fire warming the inn and making it a comfortable place to drink and share stories into the night until you realise your tiredness and retire for the evening. After a long days ride in the carts, the beds offer comfortable respite. In the morning, the sun rises and shines brightly, showing the clouds of the previous day have cleared.
After a hearty breakfast, Jebadiah goes to prepare the cart for the days travel, and it is not long before you are on the road again. | 
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