In the stables, Jiao Jie's somewhat fruitless investigation was interrupted by a friendly sounding call.<br/><br/>Inside the inn, Madame Shu soon had the innkeeper scurrying, and his maid too, for food and drink to warm everyone up, hot baths to be drawn and rooms to be organised. The inn was reasonably empty, so this largish group had the innkeeper beaming as he bustled. Rooms would be available, to sleep one, two or three people, depending on the need for privacy.<br/><br/>Feng was chased (good naturedly) towards a hot bath, with a steaming herbal concoction in a thick mug to help his cough.<br/><br/><<Anyone wishing to change into dry clothes, bathe, or get dinner, now's your chance. As well as the innkeeper and a trio of maids, the inn has a handful of other guests. There are a trio of men sitting separately whose clothing and weapons could mark them as wu xia, soldiers of some kind, or perhaps even someone of a less honourable nature. A musician sits by the fire, playing softly, and two men, perhaps merchants or scholars sit nearby, intent on a game board of some kind.>>