Turned back looking to the person that approached them.  "That would be me.  I am the owner here.  I was once a wanderer but I was tired of surviving and fighting so I built this home of mine.  All travelers are welcome.  Come take a seat at the bar." she smacked the counter lightly flinging her hair back to face the bar tender.  "You may pour a round."<br/><br/>"Certainly my dear..." The bar tender offered the man a draft and poured enough for everyone else in the tavern.<br/><br/>"So where are you from?" she said curiously.<br/><br/>Suzaku seemed upset that the storm hadn't ended yet but it seemed to storm a lot there.