Nyrdis knocked on the back door hard because of all of the racket that the dragon had made.  "I wonder what brought one of the Great Wyrms to this area?", he mused.  Shaking his head, he knocked again, this time wrapping on the skull of the man who opened the door.

"Whayadda want?", the man growled.  "I have this side of hart to sell, or perhaps trade for lodging and meals."  I am an excellent hunter, and can provide meat to the Inn."

"Okay, you'll do.", the man growled.  "I'm Sid, the cook." he said.  " Come and look for me in the morning.  "If not me, then Miss Veda."

Nydris hung the meat on a hook.  "Thank you, Master Sid.", he said as he moved through the doors to the Great Room.