Rosshan rode her horse slowly through town, taking in the sights around her. It was a rather bustling place, a far cry from the small village she'd picked up the bounty job in. To say the least, she already found it magnitudes more interesting. Breton architecture was nice; tall towers of stone, highly arched roofs, bridges and statues. All of it just drew her in. As she rode through the marketplace, she smiled to herself, watching people peddling items to each other and generally making a show of what they had in stock. It was the kind of atmosphere she preferred - people living easy, and lots of people to talk with.<br/><br/>As she considered that, she stopped outside the city's own branch of the Fighter's Guild. It was a decent place, she was sure, but the entry process would have taken a while. So much paperwork to fill out, technicalities to work through, and while there were sure to be a good few like-minded folks around, she couldn't imagine there were all that many. With pursed lips, she decided not to head there. The city's inn was a more attractive venture. But before she could turn in for a while, there was still the matter of a bounty to be claimed.<br/><br/>She moved on to the Palace District, and dismounted Sandstorm to take the bag to the king and turn in her bounty. It wasn't too hard a process, once she showed the guards the identifiers that rested inside the bag. A trio of heads, now very much lifeless and starting to smell rather rancid, belonging to bandits that had been plaguing the area. She was allowed to turn them in, and they were taken away. In turn, she got a nice bit of payment.<br/><br/>Finally, it was time to rest. She led Sandstorm by foot away from the palace, and hitched him to a water trough that was set up outside the town's inn. She'd take him to the stables outside the gate soon, but for now, she wanted to make sure she got a room to stay at before they were all taken for the night. Once he was secured, Rosshan checked his saddle bags and made sure they were all secured, and after some consideration, removed her sword from it to make sure nobody tried to steal it. She had a good number of valuables on the saddle, yes, but with her sword, she could at least stop anyone who tried to go for whatever else was in there.<br/><br/>After strapping the large blade to her back, she tightened its belt to hold it on. It was nice and secure, if in a place that would make drawing the weapon at full length difficult. But still, few would cause trouble with a fully armoured knight armed with a blade that was almost as long as she was tall. She entered the inn, and immediately knew that she made the right choice to come there. It looked like a hell of a good time to be had. With a smile, she strolled in and up to the counter.