<div class="floatright">(http://i46.tinypic.com/2vazh8n.jpg)</div>A few hours of the afternoon passed without event and the party was able to stable their animals for a respectable price. As luck would have it they were also able to find a quaint spot to sit down and have a meal. Andrea had been sent word by little Pellegri. While the problem of the town's wealth still existed there wasn't much they could do on a large scale. Part of the problem, as the barter described it, was that there was no one traveling through the town. The sooner the war ended, the faster there could be some travel here and more business.<br/><br/>At the table inside of the small tavern they sat down for their meal, some of the crew seemed strangely absent, but in the golden light of the warm tavern it seemed to be of less concern. Jo took an interest in their newcomer--what was his story? She had always been one to welcome new people and try and figure out what makes them...them.<br/><br/>"So are you from this town, Sasha...or?" she asked curiously.<br/>