Of course Simon was going to arrive late. He never cared for these sorts of celebrations, but an chance for him to show off his knowledge was not a wasted opportunity. Of course, the journey here was miserable...mostly due to his incessant complaining, not that he would ever admit it. He was the epitome of the crotchety old man, which was worse since he hardly possessed the years to justify it.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for him there was annoying roadblocks being set to attend this party. He had little care for fashion or the games of nobles, especially a mere woman no matter what her rank, but the desire to show off his archeological expertise was simply too much to keep him away.  His arrival though was late in the evening, and he was forced to find lodging for the evening.  With no real options available he was forced to the only "inn" in town.