Draiss still hadn't felt anything unusual about the area, other than the unnatural friendliness, and it was frankly putting his teeth on edge. He fought down the feeling of unease, and nodded politely back, heading for the inn. The two avatars were working their way toward the inn, stopping two or three times to get directions, and arriving several minutes after Draiss. Draiss already had his meal and drink, and was reading a book as he ate both, taking his time, and barely sparing the two other newcomers a glance, before returning to it. The avatars asked for a room, waving off any attempts to get food or drink, merely tapping the worn rings on their fingers, showing that they were 'adventurers' without having to say it.<br/><br/>In reality, Draiss knew something was off, but couldn't ffind it, so he was preforming his usual tactic of 'walk into the nest and see what bit him.' He was sampling the food and drink, while the avatars would see if resting caused any attempts at changing. The death squads were set up, and trying to locate the three 'missing' companions, using the survey/observer drones and sniper scopes.