The inn keep mentions to a man by the kegs and he starts to pour an ale for Kythor. One of the servers nods to Foxfire, collects the coins, and heads to grab a flagon to refill the mug with. 

The inn keep set the mug down for Kythor. [color=bc8dbf] "Here's your ale. As for someone who can handle a ship there may be a few folk here. Most are probably already out on the ice trying to catch some more fish. The owner of the ferry maybe able to help you since his ship is frozen in the ice. The half elf over there may be able to help as well. Simon Erickson I believe is his name. He's been trying to gather some extra coin since his ship got burned by a clumsy oaf who knocked over an oil lantern."[/color]

Rinaldo stands on top a table to see who called out to him. [color=8dc73f]"None really know how she died saddly. Most think she drowned in the lake as well. You could ask her yourself as I believe she is getting closer to us. I'm holding a séance in my room at the back of the inn."[/color]

A few folk at tables near the fireplace eye the massive dragonborn as he moves closer to the fire to warm up.