A grizzled dwarf walk into town glancing over his shoulder as if he is looking for someone. He stops a moment to listen then moves on into to town to the inn. He seems to know the town well as if he had spent a lot of time there before. He swings the door open to the inn and steps inside. He snorts from the smell of sams special wafting in the air. Ye still letting that no good Sam cook get ye I could smell it all the way to the gate Hahah. I’ll have an ale and a room.