Draiss entered the inn, and barely spared the elf a glance, he was here to relax and pretend to be mortal, not fuck everything that moved. He did that enough while a god. He got a room for a week, and then asked about the upcoming holiday, saying he had been in the wilds so long he had forgotten what the day was. He then went up to his room and took a quick bath, before resting on the bed, simply enjoying the feel of mortals moving nearby, and listening like he usually did. One never did know when that most interesting tidbit would come.