<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Myrrdin</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/71/SaerraMyrrdinDruid.png)</div></div></div><br/>Having wandered for a while -granted, he had wandered down some streets twice- Myrrdin eventually finds the town's inn and strolled inside. The grace and slight bounce was back in his step, though the fire in his veins had yet to come back to bite and gnaw at him. A good thing, as his stomach was questioning the human's intelligence and pointing out the sheer fact that food was something to be eaten, not contemplate about.<br/><br/>Not shifting an inch, Myrrdins owl just looked dignified when the druid lowered unto a chair at an otherwise empty table. A serving girl was near him within moments and he placed his order. Leaning back a bit, his gaze wandered through the inn, not finding anything to be all too different from other inns he had been in. Then again, he hadn't been in all too many inns, so it was not the easiest task to really compare.