The feast in the castle was still going on when the runner arrived, he informed the royal bodyguard of the new arrivals. The singing and eating continued as the bodyguard informed the great Hamheart about them too, and the Hamheart laughs hearthily at the news and whispers something to the bodyguard. He looks mildly stunned, but nods his head then and turns back to the runner giving him few orders and some meat. The runner bows and leaves the room, munching on the meat, leaving the music and food behind him.

It did not take that long until the runner, accompanied by two men from the town watch to arrive to the inn. The men look around until the noticed the new arrivals and made their way over to them. The runner steps forth and bows slightly before speaking up."Good day to you travelers. We could not but to notice your arrival to our village. You must be worn and weary from your travels. Therefore, our Lord Hamheart has invited all three of you into his castle to join the feast, it is his son's 18th birthday and we have been told to escort you there. He steps back and takes a look at one of the watchmen who steps forward and offers the three men three mammoth pelt cloaks."Might get cold up there for you normal people" He explains and laughs slightly."And if not, you can always get some coin by selling them, somewhere else that is, not like they'd run dry here anytime soon" He laughs again and few others join him, clearly eavesdroppers are not dead from this part of world either, especially if it has something to do with guardsmen.