Morning arrived and before the group moved from upstairs, the party could smell breakfast being made in the room and kitchen below them.  Already down in the great room was Captain Marika.  She was still dressed in scale mail, no weapon appeared at her side.  She had a large mass of hair that seemed to have a life of its own, scattering in nearly any direction in large waves.  A scar on her left side between her jaw and cheek showed that she was not a person to be trifled with and was ready for battle at any time.  Her hazel eyes were more amber brown in color today as she stared at a mug in front of her.<br/><br/>A few other patrons, most looking like local townfolks were in the King's Head Inn.  One woman looks particularly unusual compared to the rest of the commoners as she is dressed rather luxuriously.  She appears to be middle age and looks like she's expecting someone.<br/><br/>tag - party/Dza<br/><br/>(planning on moving things in no more than two days)