Thomas
While it was decently quiet in the tavern, the sound of the entrance opening would turn a few heads. A man in... A unique set of armor would have some trouble getting himself through the door, but with some effort be squeezed his helmet through the door. Scratching the frame a bit.

Some of the patrons began to whisper, I mean who wouldn't when a man who had such a odd helmet design walk in. The burly knight stomped around, each step could be heard. He had a greatsword resting on his shoulder and a small round shield with a fine spike in the other. The knight looked around for a place to sit and found a lone bench. Siegwind was hungry from the long knight of clearing the roads from bandits. There was so many gangs taking advantage of the lack of guard patrols. Siegwind was doing his best to make sure the roads were passable. Now, the man only wanted a tasty soup and a mug filled with mead.
Rebecca
After a minute or so an Imperial in armored robes walks in, mace fastened and shield slung at his side, he walks over to the firepit and takes a seat at the bench, sitting next to the man in rotund armor. He removes a book from his satchel and begins reading, he's a little under halfway through it
Thomas
The knight turned to the man and gave a nod.

Soon enough a barmaid would come over.

"What can I get you two?" She asked.

"I'll have your best soup, whatever you think is best. Then I'll have a mug of Honningbrew Mead please." The man asked, his voice was boomful.

He then would turn to the man next to him. Intrested in what he was going to order.
Rebecca
"Do you have any Colovian Brandy? I'd love a cup of that right now." He asks, it's been a long day for him and brandy would be just the thing to raise his spirits