Paul
A spur of the moment idea had brought Thyri away from her smithy and travelling through the winding lands of Aeterna once again, a mere comment from a customer had brought ideas and ideals into her mind once again. Having closed up her shop for some time, she had begun the long journey towards the beautiful fields of Yronis. The feeling of the sun warming her skin as she travelled was a feeling she hadn't realized she missed so very dearly. Perhaps she would need to get outside of her forge more often, a grand idea would be to begin travelling the lands to learn from the masters of the craft. Maybe she would finally get the chance to travel to the land of the giants.

Traversing up the beaten path, Thyri could feel the weight of her heavy leather armour, marks and stains showed how it had handled the sands of time, and the feeling of the large maul strapped to her back was growing exhausting. Underneath all her gear, her regular clothing was growing itchy and rather annoying. The trials and tribulations of travelling across the lands. No matter, she had previously asked for advice from a farmer far out in the country, and now she found herself nearing the first inn she had seen in a decent amount of time.

With a grunt, she double checked she had everything she had left with, before making her way inside. It was certainly a cozy place, everything looked like it had either been there for generations, or had simply been repaired frequently. She couldn't deny that the warm lighting from the candles and lanterns gave the place a homely feeling, and even a roaring fire that brought warmth into the building. It was pleasant. Thyri must have certainly been an odd sight for the people inside. A woman with large muscular arms on display, the dark ink of tattoos scrawled over them like a scroll, and long sandy blonde hair that hung over her shoulder. Still, there was an odd beauty to her sunkissed face, her sharp brown eyes seemed to brighten due to her lighting.
Donald
*Hajime was sitting at the inn's bar when Thyri entered the establishment. At first he didn't pay any mind to her, she was just another person coming to grab some food or rent a room. But then he caught a glimpse of her, and his eyes widened. She was buff, had tattoos, and she wore armor. She was pretty much the exact opposite of everyone else around. After a moment Hajime realized he was staring and shook himself out of it. He turned back to the bar and started eating his food again.*

*That was the reason Hajime came to this Inn in the first place. Their rooms were arguably mediocre at best, but their food was to die for! Hajime had spoken to the owner on several occasions to try and convince her to shift the business over to just a restaurant. Nothing ever came of it though, the owner always brushed him off without even a thought. But as long as they kept serving their meatball and Gnocchi soup, he couldn't care.*

*Hajime slurped down the last of the broth until the bowl was empty. He patted his stomach and let out a satisfactory sigh as he swiveled to look at the rest of the people in the Inn. He was supposed to go train with Taka later, but he had plenty of time before he needed to get going. He smiled and gave a small wave to Thyri in peaceful greeting. Hajime always thought it was best to greet new people with kindness. Then he turned back to the bar and ordered another bowl of soup. He was blowing all the money that tourist had thrown at him, but it was worth it.*
Paul
It seemed like a fairly decent little hovel. At the very least there were people populating the inn. Empty inns were always a damning sight, and she always did her best to avoid them, sadly there weren't always other options. As her gaze wandered over the various people, her eyes were eventually caught by movement, an individual waving at her. She couldn't tell if it was a simple greeting, or if it was a wish to speak with her. Might as well gamble a chance and speak with the man.

Making her way over, she eventually stood next to him, a kindly smile on her face as she spoke. "Pleasure to meet ya. Can ya tell me if this little inn is any good? Been travelling for 'ours now and need a place to rest me 'ead." Her accent was as strong as ever. It was obvious she was from somewhere in the country, and likely had spent hours toiling away at the land or perhaps near the water. It was easy to tell she spent quite a bit of time lifting rather heavy materials.

Taking a seat, she glanced at what people were eating to get an idea of what was available. A large amount of food she hadn't seen before, and certainly some interesting options. Luckily, she had found herself with a surplus of coin from recent works, and was quite confident she would be able to afford something decent. If they had any ale behind the counter as well, she was certainly going to be getting a proper tankard for herself. Ah, who was she kidding, she was going to go through a whole damn barrel. But, that was for later into the night.