"Welcome all of you!" Dennik was elated. It had been at least a week since they had had any guests. He almost forgot that he was running the inn while staring at all of the fine folk. Fine folk... he rubbed his eyes in disbelief at the band that had walked in. It seemed this group had seen some miles and had many stories. 

"You all must be tired, come rest your weary arses in tha' tavern. Seems the durned white stuff is fallin' and I'm not talkin' about me mudder's dandruff. Bahahahah!!!" He boomed while wiping his eyes from laughing. "You can all be checked into yer rooms in a bit. But for now, the first drink is on tha house." Dennik offered a bow disappearing behind the counter and falling over from being a bit inebriated.