In response to her comment the owner burst into another roar of laughter. "Not looking for company eh! Trying to keep these dirty rats' hands off of you huh? Well you said it not me! You've got some fight to go along with that face of yours!" The broad man continued to laugh, his eyes closed in and gripping his sides in mirth. It took a moment for him to collect himself allowing the woman to take in the adventurer's in the corner. They didn't look well equipped; the young swordsman and the lithe woman next to him both wore leather armor. The other man across the table looked to be more rugged; likely a ranger given his elegant bow and mud splattered boots. The men were busy pointing at a map spread on over the table while the woman paid them little mind focusing instead on the sizable plate before her.<br/><br/>"Well if your're looking for a meal and drink you've come to the right place!" the owner continued having regained his composure. "I've got ale coming out my ears and fish up to my ears! No one who's got coin goes hungry in the Traveler's Tavern! As for a room I can provide you with as much but I can't have you performing in my bar. Music always gets stuck in my head you see and it's already a mess with all the business burying me alive! Altogether it'd cost ya 1 gold for the whole deal or 5 silver pieces if you just want a hot meal and no room."