Isaon walks out of the temple and towards the nearest Inn. That feline friend of his was following him. She didn't seem too interested in him though. Maybe she was stalking him and trying to seem nonchalant? The Dragon's Bosom sounded like it would be some sort of strip joint that catered to sorcerers, but it sure didn't look like one. Walking inside he could tell that it definitely wasn't one.<br/><br/>It wasn't the nicest tavern he had even been in to be nice. The good news was it looked like there would be plenty of upset stomachs and food poisoning for him to earn himself a free stay. He walked up the the bar and sat, down looking around for people who looked like they needed divine intervention.