Thrudor sits with the others and waits for food to be brought over. 

A server brings over some food. "Your dinner is served. Enjoy your stay. And I'll have you know the bathrooms are in order." He begins to leave, then stops. "Do you have animals? A pet or mount? If so, we have a stable for them."

"Yes," started Titus, "My horse and wagon are out front. He's brown, with white hair around his feet. Thank you kindly!" He flipped the server an extra silver as a tip.

"Hey, Tray? Someone needs to put his horse in a stable. Thanks, Tray." The server leaves.

Jakus sips his wine once it is brought to him, looking around and content to watch the others. He whispers in Draconic, “Liaka, are you there?”

OOC: Sorry for not posting much this weekend, I have been terribly and surprisingly busy. It should get better this week!

Thrudor turns his nose up at some of the food but finds the soup to be fine. He figures that he can't go wrong with a vegetable soup...he was mostly correct. "Well this has been a day hmm? Ogre who possibly killed the other adventurer group, Kobolds and Kings acting suspiciously, a dragon fairy fellow flittering about whispering to us....what will this trip bring us next hmmm?"

Liaka in Draconic:

Titus mostly ate his meal quietly, but with a drilled efficiency. Quickly done, he sipped on the rest of his ale as he eyed the gamblers in the corner, trying to make out the game they were playing.

(( Perception Check: 22 ))

“What do you know about Twilight Waters?” Jakus whispers to Liaka in Draconic. “How do you know we should go there? Actually, how do you even know about them in the first place? Water that hasn’t frozen over would have been majors news, but this is the first I have heard of it.”

Titus:

Liaka speaking in draconic:

Jakus nods at what Liaka tells him. “So many questions, and so few answers…” he mutters. He finishes his wine and gets up from the table. “I’m off to bed,” he says to the group and heads to his room. While in there, Jakus will meditate for 4 hours while he sits on top of his bed.

Titus watched the men gamble for a bit, then waved off Jakus as he headed to his room. He was tempted to join in the game, but decided better of it. He still had coin, and didn't know if he'd need it soon.

So, the fighter also excused himself and left to his room for the night.

Cunning also heads off to sleep, wondering what tomorrow will bring.

You wake up early in the morning to the sound of wind, a slight chill in the room as the sun clears the frosty window. A light snowfall is on the ground, shining with the sun's reflection as it clears away shadowy gray clouds. The inn is quieter than you'd expect.

Thrudor goes through his morning routine. He goes outside meditates a bit getting in tune with nature. Picks some berries, if they're around, grabs some acorns and other things he may need on his ride back to Adenguard. When he is all done he goes back inside and sits at a table waiting for breakfast and his traveling companions. 

Cunning joins Thrudor. "Good morning, I hope you slept well." He stays standing, looking around "It seems rather quiet. Maybe a little too quiet?"

"Good Morning, I slept as well as I could in a weird place under these peculiar circumstances. I would much prefer my hut in the woods, but I slept well enough. How was your sleep?" Thrudor pauses a moment and looks around "Oh you are right. I was enjoying the peace and quiet....it never occurred to me that no one has come to the table to ask me what I would like to eat. Is that customary in taverns and inns like this?"

Titus sheathed his greatsword as he wiped his brow with a cloth. He'd been practicing his sword techniques outside the tavern in a discreet area, and had thought he was the first one up... but then he noticed Thrudor walking back inside with what looked like morning berries, among other things.

"Guess everyone will be up soon," he thought as he quickly finished his routine, then headed back inside to wash up before heading down to the dining area.

Overhearing some of the conversation from the others, Titus pulled out a chair and sat down. "It struck me as rather quiet too. I'm sure someone will be along shortly for our meal though." The fighter's stomach growled, almost as if demanding the servers hurry it along.

Only a few men are eating. "Winter storm last night, lot of folks left for a warmer room. Others slept in, the clouds block the sun a bit." "Never would have thought winter would come here in the south so soon." "But it was just a light snowfall, no big deal. Anyway, how'd yall sleep?" "Takes me a while to sleep off Ale, surprised I woke up already."

Jakus comes down from his room, much later than he intended to. He plops down in a chair next to Titus, musing his thoughts. “The past few days have been complicated,” he says. “I feel like we may have been dragged into something bigger than we expected. The kobolds, where we are going next, the cold, it’s all connected somehow, I just can’t make sense of it.” Jakus frowns, his fingers fidgeting. “I’ve been meaning to ask you this, but have any of you encountered a specific half-elf? Red hair, blue eyes, dressed completely in black?”