Very late at night, long hours past when nearly any sane resident of Rodenttown would still be out and walking the streets, a lone, unaccompanied male mousefolk wanders openly through the district, squinting to make out the details of the buildings' signs. Having only just arrived that day, just in time to learn of the recent attack, it'd taken him until now just to meet and reunite and speak with friends and family about what had happened and to learn enough to come here, the tavern where apparently the heroes of the day themselves had largely gathered. Peering inward as best he can, he hesitates at the thought of trying to enter now; whether or not the door were latched, the noise and cold might disturb those inevitably trying to sleep near the fire, and even then he'd be waiting until the morning. Making his decision, he turns and takes a couple of steps to one side so as to be out of the way before seating himself near the building's base and taking out his winter blanket, ignorant of any rules or regulations concerning vagrancy the town might have. As far as he's concerned, he caught his couple of hours of sleep already; he can go ahead and wait for morning to meet those he's been hoping to speak with. Briefly patting and reassuring the mouse nestled into his inner breast pocket, Chrrou settles in to wait.<br/><br/>(Character sheet as follows; animal companion currently under the effects of Baleful Polymorph and Charm Animal.)