Cytherea nodded in agreement.  Even though she was friendly.  She eyed him closely.  She wasn’t about to lead this man to her home.  She had her own safety to think about and though he looked friendly enough she was cautious of anyone a man in particular to just come up and touch her on her shoulder.  He defiantly didn’t know who she was.  She liked that.  She reached in her leather sack as she smiled to the man and the beast of burden at his back.  She pulled out two carrots.  One for the man and the other for his horse.  She handed him both and then pointed east behind her.<br/><br/>“There is an Inn.  Its called the majesty.  The food there is edible and the bed will suit you and your horses needs.  Sorry, that is all I know.”  Her voice soft but wary.  With that she turned her back on him and continued walking.  She needed to get home and do chores.  The less the villagers saw him talking to her the better for him.<br/>