Inside the inn, it was easier to tell why the place wasn't full.  The building was huge, running back for far enough to have several feast tables.  Servants were already in the process of setting up one of them, with all sorts of alcohol and delights fresh in from the boats.  Clearly the captain of the guard had been truthful to her word.<br/><br/>A rotund gentleman with a fluffy white beard stepped out from behind the bar, giving her a grin.  "Hoi there, lass.  I've never dealt with a bear before, but we've still got that dwarven barrel from a few years ago which has proven far too strong for the local citizenry.  I can't guarantee it'll work for him, but we can certainly try.  Will he eat anything cooked?"<br/><br/>Outside, someone is coming over to the bear, a curious merchant who's trying to figure something out.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The noblewoman listens in fawning silence to the bard's performance, then claps her hands together, making her drink slosh around but not spill.  "Marvelous, ministrel!  Marvelous!  Have you found anyone yet to give you lodgings and accommodations?"  She was a pretty enough girl, though there was something about her eyes and demeanor.  Most likely she had something unusual in her ancestry.  ((Roll +Int to learn more.))<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The man allowing Mandy the use of the Kith'An board turned away from her to point, "You see the points-" he started to say until the knife buried itself in his hand.  "AUGH!"  Dropping to a knee, he clutched the hand to his chest.<br/><br/>"I'll get the healers," his companion said, running off towards the temple.