She nodded in agreement. "First round's on me, then," she said, tossing her armor into the wagon, and leading the way into town, a good ways across the large city, in search of a good tavern. Fortunately, they were plentiful, so they could find one that wasn't too crowded, easily enough. The atmosphere was light, and at the moment, a dozen or so young men were sitting about, drinking and swapping stories.<br/><br/>As they took a seat, the barmaid made her way over. What can I get for... ah, you're the outsiders, aren't ya? Not often we get visitors here, just the same drunkards every few days. Care to try some of the local brew? It'll put anything else ye've tried to shame!"