Shortly after ordering, a plate of food was brought out to you. "Eggs, Hams, and Cyder. Enjoy" Just as quickly the Inn hand returned to her area.<br/><br/>"Did anyone from the caravan make it away alive?" "One managed to hide after the attack began and make it back to town." "Who was it that made it back?" "Not sure, I think one of the guilds took them in." "Thieves' or Mercenary?" "Probably Thieves', they'll work if they can turn a profit later. The Flaming Fist guild only works for upfront payment."<br/><br/>The coin counter now writing in a small book, looks up at the chatty group, then continues writing. His writing now slower as if distracted.<br/><br/>The darker person sits no longer exploring with his uncovered eye, he now piercingly stares at the group as they talk.