He gestured towards the Inn, "Mistress al'Vere and her husband run the Inn. She'll see to it that your stay will be in comfort, we don't have all the luxuries of larger communities but they've got a good few books, the beds are comfortable and they have an excellent cook." He involuntarily licked his lips a little, cooking at home only produced edible food, he wasn't the best cook and neither was his father. "Our preparations are almost ready, do you think you'll be joining us? It might help you forget your journey for a while." He grinned, hopefully she'd join and some of the other travellers, it's make Bel Tine that much more memorable for everyone.