If anyone had their ears perked up for anything coming from outside, they would notice a steady thumping. Following that, the doors came open and in them stood a short, stout figure bundled heavily in cloth. Thick leather boots with a slightly pointed toe, grey wool pants tucked into that, and a long blue coat that went to the figure's waist.  One of the figure's gloved hands grasped what appeared to be a thick carved length of wood that was having trouble deciding if it was a staff or a club. Given its general size, one would assume it was a dwarf, but it's shoulders were a bit narrow and its face was covered up near completely by a high color, the wide brim of its pointy brown hat, and what appeared to be some kind of leather mask covering the skin around its eyes.<br/><br/>Rudy hadn't thought much about where he was going, he had just asked a random person he passed for an inn and they had pointed him to this one. After he looked up from where he was walking, for he had been walking long and his attention was lacking anything beyond watching where he put his next step, he noticed the nice look of the bar. He didn't usually go for such upscale stuff. He guessed it was the one way he truly was like a dwarf, being such a penny-pincher. And then he noticed all the guests in the tap room seemed to be women. And it took but a glance to see that they were all quite the lookers. His eyes widened just slightly and he let out a loud gulp before he realized it. He prayed no one heard it over the sound of the one playing music. He stepped to the side, moving somewhat self consciously as he rested his staff and his pack against the wall before making his way to the bar, making a point to leave a few stools between himself and the nearest girl.<br/><br/>"Can I get an ale and...whatever dish this place is known for, please?" asked the dwarf in a fairly quiet voice, not wanting to interrupt any conversations. It was clearly a male speaking, but not the deep voice one would expect from a dwarf. Rudy pulled off the big leather gloves he wore and folded them neatly before placing them on the bar. He turned his head so that he could see the ladies at the bar in the periphery of his vision and offered them a slight nod.