Many torches placed on either the sides of houses or stuck on the ground, illuminated the main street stretching across the town. Trafalgar walked slowly, looking at his surroundings, trying to find an inn or tavern where he could spent the night. He had been walking for over five hours and his feet were starting to develop painful blisters. 

After asking around town and walking a solid one hour more, he finally found the tavern most of the residents recommended to him, Pucksy’s Jolly Hippogriff. Almost all of the people he had asked agreed that the Jolly Hippogriff was one of the cleaner and safer taverns in the town, albeit a little wild when it came to the drinking habits of its customers. Trafalgar walked to the tavern door and slowly pushed it forward and instantly laughter echoed in his ears, the strong but sweet smell of ale and beer being poured filled his nostrils. [i]“I’m glad I made the effort to look for it…”[/i] he thought as he entered the tavern.

The place was filled with people of all racial backgrounds. Trafalgar spotted a company of dwarves sitting on one of the tables, drinking to their hearts content. On another table you could see a human and a halfling betting on who could drink more. What surprised him the most though was the female elf that was trying to drag what seemed to be a half-elf out of the tavern. A pure blooded elf around these parts was a rare sight, most of them opting to live in Farethas, a predominantly elven country. Trafalgar maneuvered his way through the tables and reached the counter. He sat on one of the stools and ordered a loaf of bread and a mug of beer to drink with.

[b]“By the way, do you rent rooms to travelers that come through here?”[/b] he asked the man behind the counter.
[b]“If you want a room, you’d have to ask ol’ Pucksy. He is the one that handles that stuff. My job’s to get your belly full with food and drink!”[/b] the barkeep said and laughed loudly.
[b]“And where would Pucksy be right now?”[/b] Trafalgar asked.
[b]“He should be somewhere around the back, checking on the ale supplies. With all the thieving that’s been happening lately, we have lost a fair chunk of business…”[/b] you could feel the disappointment in the man’s voice as he spoke. [b]“Just wait here until he comes back and then go ask him about the rooms”[/b] he added and then proceeded to serve Trafalgar, receive his pay and get along with business.

[i]“Alright then, I guess I’ll wait”[/i] Trafalgar mumbled and bit on the load of bread.