Day 1 - Hillsbrow Village, Heading for the Inn<br/><br/><em>"Well that didn't take long. Send my apprentice on an errand and he hops right to it. Now. What kind of mischief can I find for myself? A cute girl, some food and some ale to get my spirits up and warm the blood?"</em>Mentally the man in red and black traveler's clothes said to himself. A robe was over his body with along sleeves that were tight at the wrist and long at the elbows. The robes ended at the knee so that he could avoid dirtying his own fine silks with the ground when he walked. Long black boots of fine leather which end right under the knee for knee deep ventures were upon his feet with long pants tucked underneath. Underneath the robes was a simple soft white shirt and his hair was jet black and short. Deep green eyes peer out at his surroundings and he decides to try and stimulate the economy a touch  walking onwards towards the inn for some food and drink. Besides, he had a contact there and he wanted to make sure he got what he came for. It was then however that he heard a rather demanding and shall we say uptight woman yell about 'what happened here' which clearly meant someone had been very naughty here and had been causing trouble in the bar.<em>"Well that's perfect and here I was thinking this was going to be boring."</em>, he mentally berated himself as he would head on in for the moment seeing what went on. A few injured/dead men on the ground, a few lost fingers or two and it was rather unappetizing for the inn. Well the decor couldn't be helped as he would try and avoid Daria and head up to the bar quietly and places a pair of silvers on the bar top.<strong>"Honeymead please."</strong>