Nymeri arrived at what looked to be the right city. "Methodin, port city of the Almerkians. What a sight to see after what battles they have had," he said to himself, as he entered. He looked at all the trade merchants, none of which he would want to converse with, as he does not have business. He tightened his cloak a little more, and continued to walk. He then came across an inn, in which he went inside, and saw nothing but troublemakers.<span style="font-style: italic">Even the greatest of warriors has to rest somehow, even if it's in the worst of environments. Pronysus, help me through this.</span>As he came to a table, he sat and rested. An innkeeper came to him, "Welcome to the Dove By Inn, is there anything I can get for you, sir Elf?"<br/><br/>"A glass of your finest mountain water, and some bread and cheese. I think this will be enough," Nymeri told the innkeep, and handed him 3 gold pieces. "Oh but sir, it costs nothing but 1. But if you want to stay the night, I can arrange for our finest room..."<br/><br/>"That won't be necessary, just a regular cot and a place to bathe, good sir," Nymeri finished.<br/><br/>"As you wish," the innkeeper replied, and went away with a little smile on his face. As he was waiting for his food and drink, he scoured from his chair all the inhabitants of the inn. He then uncovered his hood, revealing his elvish looks, silver hair, eyes as blue as the sky, and his elvish ears as pointy as any sharp sword.<br/><br/>He then saw a plate coming from across the common room, full of what he had ordered, fresh baked bread, and a hunk of cheese, all with a tall glass full of the quenching mountain water Nymeri requested. He feasted on his food and drank his drink, knowing he needed this.