Dirskoll hummed, considering both propositions. Jereil could certainly save him some money, but even if Driskoll didn't much look it, money was no longer a problem. However, some brothels were.. Less than pleasant, to say the least. The Inn had surpassed his expectations, and it led to the hope that his informant had been correct about everything else, as well. But that could wait. The mere mention of food had his stomach growling. "A menu would be appreciated." He took it when it was offered, ordering himself a hearty meal, digging in for a few moments before speaking again. "And if you could arrange to have my horse fed and watered? Big black stallion tied to the post outside." Poor thing was probably as hungry as he was, which one could assume was rather ravenous, given how he began to tear into his food moments later.