<div align="center"><strong>Eli and Demetri</strong></div>The man looks up as Demetri asks his question, and an amused smile crosses his lips.<strong>"No. 'Tools', as you call the blade, will not require peace binds. The only arms that require such things are swords. Axes, and any ranged weapons or polearms will not be permitted inside at all."</strong>He explained, glancing from the Oracle and then to the Galtean.<strong>"I'm sure a man such as yourself understands the need."</strong>He comments before finishing his scribing, and setting down the pen.<strong>"All done, be here noon tomorrow. The desk will provide the leather."</strong>He says as he raised back up, his head nodding to the two lightly before he continues on up the stairs.<strong>"Now I'll be on my way."</strong><br/><br/>This leaves the two with their meeting, and with some information. Though that of course should lead them to wonder if their companions have yet gotten them kicked out of the inn before they have even arrived?<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Ari and Varon</strong></div>The inkeeper shakes his head lightly at Varon's question, and chuckles a bit.<strong>"The bath quarters are not solitary, but there are privacy shrouds should you need them. They aren't usually busy though, so rarely is there a need..."</strong>He answers without delay. His eyes linger on the sorceress though, and he swallows somewhat awkwardly as he nods in approval.<strong>"Of course you can, and the baths are just down the way."</strong>He says, pointing in what appears to be the direction of the bathing chambers. It seems they are down the hall, and toward the back. It's obvious that that's probably just where they can best get the water from. Though it would certainly give the two their place to 'relax'.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Nevin</strong></div>The Gnome is meanwhile in the stables, watching as the dogs are lifted toward the bath. They wag their tails unhappily as the big man starts to bathe them, not seeming to enjoy it all that much as they are use to the treatment of prestidigitation.<strong>"Awfully clean dawgs ye got 'ere."</strong>The stableman says with a chuckle, seeming to quirk an eye at the gnomes word's to the dogs.<strong>That ain't nice- whoah!"</strong>The man says as feet slumps, and the stableman's eyes widen. He pulls the dog back up, his muscles cording as he barks a command at it. The trained animal stiffens, and reaffirms; but that doesn't change how shuffled the stableman acts.<br/><br/><strong>"Wha 'id ya do?"</strong>The man asks the gnome angrily, seeming to find the act not the least amusing. It then occurs to the gnome that there is a community of his kind here, and that the stableman probably has seen pranks like that performed before.<strong>"I ought to tell the inkeep 'bout this mess!"</strong>He says in frustration, though has to tone it down as the dog gets restless at his emotion.