((OOC:  Since Nathan and Abia are eating breakfast, I'm going to assume the darkness that has fallen is not nightfall, but the result of storm clouds or something evil.  I'll go with storm clouds for the moment, unless someone else has something other in mind.))<br/><br/>"Drunker than we should have been,"  Nathan replied.  He usually handled his alcohol pretty well, but whatever that last drink was last night, it had left him with a bit of a blank spot in his memory.  He could remember carrying the big man upstairs, standing guard until the appearance of the dwarf and the woman, and then returning to his room.  But the clothes he had laid out to dry had been moved sometime during the night, providing a path to the door.  Had someone entered the room during the night without his knowledge?  Or had he left the room during the night without remembering doing so?<br/><br/>"So the big man, the dwarf, and the woman in the cloak have all vanished without a trace?  Hope you had them pay in advance, Abia," Nathan said with a grin, trying not to look as troubled as he felt about their disappearance.<br/><br/>The morning sun that had been shinning in the windows of the tavern seemed to have disappeared while Nathan and Abia were talking.  Another storm had rolled in, the dark clouds turning day into night.  And then came the downpour.  Nathan grumbled "More rain?"  He was just finishing his breakfast and about to go out to the stable to feed Midnight (and maybe clean out her stall).  But getting soaked along the way was not part of the plan.<br/><br/>The newcomer was clad in a white and gold cloak, usually the wear of someone of importance.  But the blonde didn't carry herself like someone of substance.  Meekly, she asked for a meal and a room, her voice barely heard above the pounding of the rain on the roof.<br/><br/>Abia sprang into action, her hangover seemingly forgotten.  Sighing, realizing he was going to have to tend to his own horse anyhow, Nathan glanced out the window at the massive stallion she had tied to the rail.<br/><br/>"Since I'm going to get wet tending to my own horse, I'll take yours to the stable while I'm at it, my lady."  He used a formal title because of her cloak, not sure if she was nobility or just someone able to afford a fine cloak.