Curtis
*As he headed his way inside with the water plastering his clothes to him, he'd find himself giving a quiet sigh, knowing very well the storm his horse was left to in the stables and how nervous he tended to get. Reaching for his hair tie, Terrel would remove it allow his drenched hair to fall down just slightly past his shoulders. It had seemed to have grown longer since he had last cut, perhaps he had given up in that endeavor. With the woman giving him the towel, he'd gratefully take it and would begin wiping at the area around his face that properly showed through the mask, being careful of his hair with the knowledge of the bird that took shelter there. Tzu would poke his small head out from it, letting out a quiet chirp from where it sat with its soaking wet fur, or was it feathers perhaps?

Terrel didn't bother so much with his clothes, knowing full well that the towel would hardly do anything.*"Thanks."*He said eventually before tilting his head to one of the tables within the tavern.*"Let's take a seat shall we?"
Luis
*Cathal and the man went over to a empty table and sat down.* "Alrighty, so whats your name? Mines Cathal Murphy of House Murphy." *Cathal began to think he was stupid for telling him the man that he was a noble, for all he knew this man could be a bounty hunter. But most bounty hunters would struggle too fight the son of a noble
Curtis
*As Terrel sat down, his Furrow would hide back within his hair just as he sat back in his seat to get more comfortable despite his drenched clothes. With Cathal introducing himself along with giving the name of his house, Terrel would raise a hidden eyebrow from beneath his mask. Nobility was he? Of course he was. Terrel never mixed well when it came to nobles much more so in his different ideals, though he didn't feel like rising conflict with him especially when the pouring rain was the other option.*"Name's Terrel..."*He'd say.*"And if I had a name for a House, I probably wouldn't go around saying it."*That much was true, though most likely for different reasons to why Cathal shouldn't. For him, his life could be on the line. For Terrel, he wouldn't be proud of it.*
Luis
"Yeah probably shouldn't have told you that. But I left that life." *Cathal looked at his sword, Elk steel. It was they family heirloom and was used by his great grandfather during the creation of house murphy. It reminded him of who he truly was. He still wondered if he should've left his family, it was only 2 months ago. He also realized he couldn't trust people too much as he was wanted alive for abandoning his duty's. *As Cathal was thinking, a bartender came up too them* "Would you guys like any drinks?" *Cathal looked at the man and decided wether or not he wanted any* "Oh, no thank you im good."
Curtis
*With Cathal stating that he had left the life of nobility behind, Terrel found a slight feeling of interest towards the subject.*"Left it behind? Why's that?"*He'd ask in his normally monotone voice. As the bartender made his way over, Terrel found himself ordering a simple glass of water while he would fold his hands to come to rest on his stomach in waiting of Cathal's explanation. His furrow would peak out behind his hair, coming to walk upon his shoulder with its drenched fur. Terrel would give the bird a light scratch on its flank, allowing it to lay down and relax on his shoulder.*