Russell frowns again but shrugs of the mans demure, to each his own. "A trader?" He begins, studying the man, "What brings you down this way, I was traveling through that forest for a while and all I found was this inn?" He rested back on the bar and closed his eyes again, his body was beginning to ache. He had walked for hours and through rough terrain... There must have been a path because this guy looked fine. Sighing he ran his hand through his hair and took another sip.