Entering the Tavern with the intent to get some information and grub, Ralthavar headed strait towards the inn keeper. He was handed a drink, apparently thanks to a generous soul. He drank it as he ordered himself a loaf of bread and a slice of lamb roast. It didn't take long for him to notice someone from the corner of his eye though. Someone who looked like a seaman, giving him a intense stare. he's felt stares like those before; from those who never seen an orc, or had very negative options of them. He wasn't looking for trouble though, just information. [b]"Barkeep, you know where I can find someone riding to Ayya? You know, well of wishes and all that."[/b] He asked as his food was brought to him. but instead of talking to the barkeep with a mouthful of food, he waited patiently for him to finish before he began eating.