Durnan glances up at Atrobash as he approaches and hums thoughtfully at the request for a room. Durnan leans forward on the bar and tries to get a feel for the type of room that would fit Atrabash the best.

"We've got a few," Durnan agreed. "Depends on the type of room. Just a bed's 'round eight nib. More'n that is looking at private rooms, goin' about six to nine shard for something a little basic, two dragon and a shard for something a bit nice." Durnan leans back as he continues listing prices. "Meals cost extra. Three nib for a eight nib room, three to five shard for a six to nine shard room, and  ten shard for a two dragon and a shard room. Drinks more on top of that."

For a second longer Durnan eyes Atrabash and the continues, "Won't accept any coin that's not shard, dragon, or nib so might want to check out the exchequers up at the Palace if you don't have enough."

"So.. we regroup here in the morning and discuss what to do next?  We discuss now? Or do we take a less planned approach?" Zedfrey asks while nodding towards Atrobash.

"I'm up for anything as long as I don't have to listen anymore to that insult to the bard profession".

"Just give me one dragon's worth of a room with breakfast", Atrabash replies to Durnan.

After a good night's rest and finishing his breakfast, he walks past the other adventurers of the previous day. "Well. Good luck with your search."
He walks on out of the tavern and starts asking directions and makes his way towards the dockward.