"Well, there's been a bit of issues recently, someone said the bandits have organized and even took a hideout somewhere to the south, close to the road to ride in and attack, but far enough that the guards dont follow them. It has been a problem for a while, but if it keeps getting worse, it'll affect things here." She sighed a bit at that. "We get less travellers, though some pilgrims made their way past here recently and to the south road. Supposedly the bandits attacked them too, though pilgrims are usually not that interesting targets. All I know is that the merchants will stop using the road if it is no longer safe, and hiring guards might cost more than they would probably make at least here."<br/><br/>As she explained the question one of the card-sharks shouted up. "Hey wench, bring your ear over here and take our orders, we need some grub and more ale, none of the horse-piss either, we got money to spend." They laughed, more than a few people in the room frowning at them. "None of them folks in this town seem to be gutsy and lucky enough to take on us, hehe all bunch of chickens, so we should just eat boys." The loudest man pat the other two on the shoulders, the group bursting to a laughter again, as the barmaid sighed but smiled to Marric.<br/><br/>"Please enjoy your meal sir." She turned to head on towards the group, where as the worn-out looking man sighed and wrote something at the bardesk, handing it to the bartender. "Here, put this on the wall."<br/><br/>A bit aside a few boards had been nailed to the wall itself, giving a mostly flat surface upon which some 4 notes had already been attached to, and based on the number of small holes showing in the wood, there had been plenty more before too.