Terran nodded.  "Aye, a night in a real bed would be welcome after all these weeks."  As it was, he supposed that they would be venturing out soon, to find their fortunes and some animal comforts would be a welcome memory.<br/><br/>As they entered the village, half of the group broke off, going their own way.  Only Jay, Terran and Jace remained of the original group traveling North.  Despite the banners, there were not many Imperial guards in the village.  Instead they passed hardy looking Northmen going about their daily tasks, and obvious mercenary types, hanging out near inns, taverns and blacksmiths.  Terran thought it was rather like prospecting towns he had visited, with brothels, taverns and other businesses catering to prospectors, or in this case adventurers.<br/><br/>After passing through the village, they came upon a likely looking inn, with a metal mug hung over its door.  It was a large stone affair with a tile roof and a hitching post for horses.  As they approached a lad ran out asking about the care of their pony and goods.  Terran took the bags on his own shoulders, but trusted the care of the pony into the lad's hands, after pressing a copper and promising another if the beast were well treated.<br/><br/>He helped Jace down from the pony and put an arm around her to help her walk, as the pony was lead away.  "What say you?  This looks as good as any a watering hole."  Terran like the solid look of the place.  Some other establishments looked thrown together and were obviously upstart businesses.  This inn look reliable somehow, which appealed to his nature.