Kevin
`**TIMESKIP**`

Humming to herself between spoonfuls of porridge Evette surveyed the inn's common room. There were few patrons occupying the room's many tables. The first rays of daylight filtering in as the barmaid began opening the shutters. It was pretty quiet with the occasional sound of cups scraping against the wooden tables and Evette's light humming. She supposed many people decided to sleep in after the festival; those staying at the inn atleast. She wondered if she should go and knock on Dragovin's door to check on him. She hadn't seen him since she had come down for breakfast. Although, it was possible that he had gotten up before her. They had talked about getting more food for the road last night so she figured they should revisit that plan before they leave.
Lester
*Dragovin would open his room door, rubbing his face absentmindedly as he stepped into the hallway. He hadn't shaved since they left the North and it was starting to show. He walked out into the common area, likely drawing a few eyes as he crossed the room. Last night, his horns and extra set of arms might've been taken as an elaborate costume, but now people could see them better. Dragovin didn't wear his armor, just a simple shirt he'd cut with extra holes for his arms. His hair was brushed slightly over his hair, but they were still somewhat visible. Dragovin sat down opposite of Evette, rubbing his forehead. He'd taken part in a couple of drinking competitions, winning both of them for a purse of 25 silver. His secondary reward, though, was a pounding headache.* "Good morning, Evette," *Dragovin said, looking for a barmaid to take his order.*
Kevin
"And a good morning to you Dragovin!" Evette chirped, as her companion took up a seat opposite her. He looked a lot more sullen than last night. She wondered if he did not like the bed in his room. In Evette's opinion the beds here were far superior to the cots on the ship. Though, more obvious than his dimmed demeanor was the lack of armour this morning. She had seen him without it a couple of times but the road was dangerous and he seemed to favour wearing it most of the time. Even on the ship he had it on at times. Without the armour and the cloak the extra pair of arms was more noticeable, at least to her. She had never seen another one of the people with an extra pair of arms. He had told her previously that he was one of the Oni people so maybe that was why he had them? He is the first of the Oni she has met. It had crossed her mind a couple of times to ask him about the extra arms but she wasn't sure if that was allowed. Some questions are considered rude and cause people to grow angry or sad. She didn't want to have her traveling companion upset with her.

Evette blinked a couple of times, realizing she had been staring at him, not speaking. "Ah, we should probably pick up some more food for the road, right? If you're feeling up to travel today."
Lester
*He didn't notice her gaze, instead focusing on the breakfast order he made. A couple of eggs and a link of sausage sounded good, especially with some cold water. He made sure to add a couple of loafs of bread and a cured ham to his order at Evette's suggestion. Dragovin stretched his arms and neck, trying to shake off the last of a night's heavy sleep.* "Yeah, that would be good. As fun as the festival was, the way we should be heading is farther South." *He didn't really have a plan, but reaching the capital, New Salvainia, seemed like an alright goal for now.* "Granted, if you do want to keep going that way."