Ryu rifled through his pockets, finding just enough coin for at least one drink. He entered the tavern, a weary sigh escaping his lips. Ryu made sure to not draw attention to himself, avoiding eye contact and as quiet as a mouse. Ryu took a seat on a stool, away from the other rowdy groups. He ordered the cheapest alcoholic beverage they had, staring down at the small wooden table. He listened carefully to conversations, but nothing that much out of the ordinary so far. He was relieved to hear nothing of foxes and began to think he might be able to stay here for a few days. But he definitely wouldn't have any more money to spend the night here. A cunning smile spread across his face, peeking up at the people around him. He scanned for someone that was drunk enough and who looked wealthy enough to carry something good. If he could pickpocket some more coin, Ryu would be able to get a comfortable room.