The drink that Grey had ordered arrived fast. After paying for it and taking a sip, he returned his attention to his book. The surroundings didn’t interest him in the least. Not the slightly bored looking keeper of the tavern nor any of the locals drinking and gambling quietly. It seemed like business was slow but not so slow that he had to worry about money. There was also a waitress walking around, not the prettiest girl that ever walked the earth but not ugly either. If Grey had bothered taking a look at her, he would have guessed that she was the keeper’s daughter. Most taverns were an inn and a tavern combined to accommodate travellers, but this one was only a tavern and more frequented by the locals. Some of the few regulars that were drinking at this time of the day suspiciously eyed Grey, who hadn’t removed his hood even within the building. However nobody actually bothered him since mages were pretty easily to recognise. And who would want to try and annoy a mage? Anyway the suspicious glances soon shifted to loudmouthed newcomer. For Grey his book was more interesting than the regulars at a tavern or a female waitress or a yelling idiot.