"Fell in the water while fishing," Quirrin grinned sheepishly. "Although I was searching for the nearest town anyway, and seem to have found it. Things seemed quiet upstream when I fell in, but then again I was in the middle of the woods."<br/><br/>"I'm Quirrin. Is there a good inn on the other side of the river? I'm dying for a drink, a meal and a long sleep. What's this town called anyway?"