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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kahuna Burger" data-source="post: 1250799" data-attributes="member: 8439">When Rinaldo first enters there doesn't seem to be any sort of panic or worry in the common room. People are lounging about as they do in inns all over the continent, some making conversation, others keeping to themselves and quite a few simply asleep in their chairs. The owner looks a little taken aback by the suggestion of spice trading and rubs his face with his hand. "Well, I suppose some travelers might like fancy food... dunno if the wife would know how to use them, but she handles the food stuff... hang on a bit." As he walks into the back room, Rinaldo notices one patron paying perhaps more attention to him than is warrented. The man is travelstained with dust and sweat, adn looks like he had pushed himself to get to the inn. When Rinaldo entered, he was eating and drinking with some urgency, but now he has slowed and seems to be trying to watch the spice merchant without making eye contact...On the bluff above the inn, the horses have been tethered and are compacently munching on the ground cover while the three ladies sit and watch for Rinaldo's signal. The princess toys with sticks and draws in the dirt in a childlike fashion, but after a while says quietly under her voice. "So you're a princess as well, are you? Any pointers?" She glances at Persephone out of the corner of her ee and gives an adult grin.</blockquote>