"My you look tired," the patron of the smuggle warm cabin inn said.
"Why don't you rest your back for a while at one of our tables, as I go to get a room checked out for you."
But, before you could give a reply the quaint little inn keeper scurried away to search for a room for you. Starring blankly after her you notice it wasn't soon until you felt the burden of your pack as it's boulder like weight sunk into your shoulders. Darn pack's been a pain ever since that job. It wasn't soon until you took a seat. Once seated comfortably, you curiously look around the lit room. Souvenirs and nicknacks litter the shelves. These nicknacks however where not like the ones where you came from and don't seem so fezy.
Before you can inspect any further an old man appears.
"You don't look like you're from around here. It's not good for snoops to be around these parts." said the man, "And don't hassle your brain over the room. I got the pay covered. Maybe the sooner you snoops and hoodlums leave the better this town might be better off."