However, Thorin's eyes would soon start squinting, and not before long, a deep, fatigued yawn came from his mouth, and his head lowered down weakly. The Nord, having walked well over a hundred leagues from Riften to this small village, although with rest breaks, was still very tired and urgently needed some sleep.
"You alright, Thorin?" Scatha asked.
"...I'll just get some sleep and then we go." Thorin said, managing to summon up some strength. He then got up and walked over to the bar, where the inn keeper was. Noticing the tall Nord walk over to him, the inn keeper asked: "Anything I can do to help you, sir?"
"I would like to rent a room to sleep." Thorin asked.
"Certainly! It's yours for a day, if you want." the inn keeper responded: "I'll show you to your room, this way."
Before Thorin could even look to see where the rest of his things were, he saw Lugdush carrying them in his hands. Happy to see the Orc helping, he commended his acquaintance, soon-to-become friend: "Thank you."
As Thorin walked into his room, he only sat on the bed, his head flopping down and his body lowering itself into a slouching posture. The room itself was spacious enough, with a medium-sized table, two chairs, a candlestick and a small drawer standing next to a fairly large bed, specifically made for one person to sleep in. He looked to the door, to see Lugdush carrying his things inside.
"Leave the knapsack on the table and lean the sword, bow and arrows against the wall." Thorin said to him.
Lugdush laid Thorin's knapsack on the middle of the table, leaned his steel greatsword against the wall, as well as his Imperial bow. He laid his quiver of steel arrows onto the left chair. Before he would leave, Scatha would appear at the door: "Meet us at the southeast bridge when you are awake. How long will you sleep?"
"Three hours." Thorin replied.
"Have a pleasant sleep, friend." Lugdush said, before closing the door of Thorin's room, and leaving Vilemyr inn with Scatha. Thorin, now alone, took one more look around before getting up only to strip his armor. Having done so, he laid onto his back, took a deep breath, and shut his eyes, trying to get some sleep...