The rain had started some time ago, but Cael wanted to get to town, despite the weather. It might have been a better option to find shelter and tough out the uncomfortable weather. He had been looking forward to a warm meal and an actual bed, after weeks of being on the road, and he was going to get what he wanted.<br/><br/>Lights started appearing through the trees, which meant he was close to getting out of the rain. Cael adjusted his pack so it wasn't digging into his shoulders so much and picked up his pace. Minutes later, the sign for an inn. He looked up at it, taking in the age for a minute, before stepping inside. His first order of business was to get food.<br/><br/>He pushed the hood of his cloak from his head and shook the hair that had slipped free from his ponytail and gotten wet. He found a seat and stowed his pack where it would be out of the way but easy to both watch and retrieve. He asked the barmaid that came to take his order for a warm meal and a tankard of ale, then set his attention to scanning the room to see who of interest might be there as well.