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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dichotomy" data-source="post: 4021925" data-attributes="member: 12941">"Warm food will go well," Nethezar nods in agreement.As you enter the inn, you are welcomed by a cozy yet comfortable common room.  While the place has the utilitarian aspects you'd expect for a wayside inn, rather than a country getaway or a city establishment, it is still inviting.  There are a small handful of other patrons, mostly also eating their lunches on the go, from the looks of it.A polite human serving maid happily clears a table for you, and in relatively short order you have a warm meal consisting of a hearty stew, hefty bread, a gallon of ale to share, and even a sweet cookie for dessert.  Even at the slightly inflated price of 4 gold total, it seems worth it, especially in light of the meals you've been eating on the road.While you eat, the barkeep takes a couple minutes out of his time to introduce himself and make a bit of idle chit-chat.  He gives you a bit of the news he's heard and listens to any you care to share, though mostly it is just idle talk.Near the end of the meal, you all become aware that a young human male, no more than 17, has been eyeing you.  Once it is clear that you've noticed him, he sheepishly approaches.  He looks down at his shoes, avoid eye contact, and you can see a red welt on the right side of his face, which will likely become a bruise later on."Sor... sorry to bother, sirs," he gives an individual nod to each of the men.  "Lady," he adds as he gives a clumsy half-bow to Erdolliel.  "I'm wonderin' if you might have need of a boy for... anything.  I can help carry baggage for you, or run messages or the like."  Even the less socially adept of you can see that the lad is, basically, on the verge of begging for money.  However, even as self-deprecating as he is, he doesn't just ask for money.</blockquote>

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