Finrod awoke, with a slight groan as the sunlight shined through the window and onto his face, the window was slightly ajar, allowing the sounds of the lively market below to fill the air. He sat up in bed, stretching, then standing, looking back at the Inns bed, Finrod starts to remember home, where he lived an extravagant life in the Summerset Ilses, he starts to think back on his family, but quickly, changes focus, to avoid the pain his past brings him. Walking over to the chair where he left his tunic from the night prior to get dressed for the day. Finrod goes to exit the room stopping for a moment, as he glances over to the chest at the foot of the bed, where he keeps his armor and weapons from the Great War, again thinking about his past, but as quickly as before, leaving the thought behind and leaving the room, locking the door behind him. 

Finrod exits downstairs into the main area of the Bannered Mare, where he spots his acquaintance Sinmir, a tall proud Nord, wearing Steel armor and wielding a great 2 handed sword, sitting on a bench by the fire enjoying his morning meal. The two exchange nods, both warriors have a great sense of respect towards each other. 

Finrod exits the Inn into the streets of the marketplace, the sound of laughter, bartering, and chatter fills the air, a cool morning breeze blowing, and walks over to Carlottas food stall, where she sells fresh fruits and vegetables. As he glances over the array of fruit laid out before him, "Good morning Finrod! Care for the usual?" Carlotta asks Finrod, "Not today!" He said with a smile on his face, "I saw the caravans come into town last night, Ysolda spoke of the Apples from the south, I must try one!" Carlotta smiled and grabbed a green Apple, handing it to Finrod, "Two Septims please!" she said. "See you around Carlotta!" Finrod said as he swapped the gold septims for the apple! "Enjoy!" She exclaimed with a smile. 

Finrod then started off towards the front gate, knowing the caravans came last night, eager to see what sort of exotic trade goods they have brought this time! As he nears the front gate, he first stops outside the Warmaidens to shop for a new knife. Still upset about losing his in the bar the night before, it held sentimental value to him. He begins to glance over a few knives laid out on the table.