On the first floor of the Inn, the Inn-keeper, a grey-haired burly human, had been roasting a pig since about 6AM. It would be done shortly, but he had already heard the Tribal girl finishing her prayer, the strange man walking downstairs, and the feline woman would sure follow.<br/><br/>This time of the year, not many travelers enter the province, it being rather infamous for its cold weather. Luckily, a lot of locals come to the Inn for the fire-place it its dining area, and the food is generally good, if not scarce and pricey.<br/><br/>The Pig being finished he carved it and set it down in the dining area for his customers. Having noticed his regulars had just entered the room, the feline one naked as usual. He, as well as the rest of the town, were pretty much used to the strangeness that came from these three. It had become rare for people to even confront them anymore about there various shenanigans, so he mentioned nothing of it, offering his usually hospitality.<strong>"Good Mornin', hope y'all slept well. Can I get you anything?"</strong>he said in his usual friendly tone.