The innkeeper regards the group silently for a moment.
"...right," he says. "Well, you're just in time. Food and rooms we can do. I guess if you've come in by ship you'll have met Kurik, the Harbourmaster? He'll have told you all about the Night Things, I'm guessing?"
Three women, two younger, one older, bring out food, close and bolt the doors and window shutters, and stoke up the fire. A younger man brings in more wood and piles it next to the fire.
The innkeeper lights a long-stemmed pipe and sits near ther group.
"So, you say you're brave? Maybe you're the kind of people Cahli needs, I'm thinking."