Scratching the back of her head she nods. "... Yeah, sure. Thanks." The man took the coin, checking it before smiling. "Thank you very much! Your tent is number 27. Please remember, we are not responsible for any lost or stolen items you might leave at your tent. Please do not anger the soldiers stationed here either, there will be no refunds if you are kicked out of camp! Is there anything else I can assist you two with? Perhaps a meal?" Behind the man was presumably his family, a wife with three children, working the kitchen and making stew and serving drinks. Pylia looked over to you and shook her head. "I'm not hungry right now. Why don't we look around, gather some information for a while about the road ahead? Who knows, maybe we'll find out something interesting."