Korvis walked into the tavern, instinctively looking around. A slight grimace flashed across his face as he took in the crowd.<em>Damnation</em>he thought.<em>I'd hoped it would be quieter at this hour.</em>His stomach took that moment to remind him that, crowd or not, he needed some food. He gave a small sigh and walked to the bar, tossing a handfull of small coins onto the counter. "Breakfast." he said laconically. "Whatever is cooking. I'll be ..." he took a quick look around, and nodded towards a nearby table that a trio of miners were just vacating. "I'll be there."<br/><br/>The barman gave a nod, scooping up most of the coin, and sliding one back, which Korvis scooped up again. He moved over to claim the table before anyone else could, and slid his pack from his shoulders, setting it at his feet, leaning back at the wall to survey the tavern while he waited for his food. The usual collection of miners, trappers, a merchant or two .. his eyes narrowed slightly as he took in a rare enough sight.<em>Now what brings you so far from the comforts of home, young lord?</em>he thought.<em>A hunting party? Trying to prove your manhood and bring back a trophy to impress your father, or some potential match?</em><br/><br/>His reverie was broken by the arrival of one of the tavern maids, setting a bowl of broth in front of him, along with what smelled like fresh baked bread and a mug of ale. He nodded his thanks, then flicked the last coin to her. She caught it, gave him a smile and was off again, the barman calling her attention to one of the other tables. He gave the nobles party another glance, noting the way the two armsmen watched the crowd. One rose and left as he started on his breakfast, the other and her charge rising a minute or two later. He pushed them from his mind and went back to his food.