There were plenty of people walking around town, though no town criers were in evidence.  Ania, as usual, drew plenty of stares as she walked through the town.<br/><br/>The tavern actually had a board posted near the door, with various papers nailed haphazardly to it.  They might well have been advertising some sort of work, but it was hard to tell, since Ania couldn't read.<br/><br/>Someone to her left cleared his throat softly; a young half-elven man with fairly short dark hair.  He was unassuming, but good-looking enough, and dressed in a fairly clean tunic and breeches.  "Excuse me," he said.  "You're new in town, aren't you?"  He smiled, only a touch nervously.  "Do you need someone to show you around?"