They days seemed to grow longer for Conrad. Unlike the days of his youth were time seemed to fly by now they seemed to stretch impossibly long. With a sigh Conrad continued on his way. Digging in his saddle bag, Conrad took out the compass and map he had been using to get to the forbidden lands and made sure he was heading the right way. After a minute of so he was confident enough that he was, in fact, heading in the right direction. 

After about another half hour of riding an inn came into view and Conrad spurred Sil'nyy to go faster. After several minutes they reached their destination. Tying Sil'nyy up near the water trough, Conrad fetched an apple out of his bag and gave it too her with a pet on the nose. Taking his helmet off, Conrad entered the little inn and sat down at the bar after moving past two people who had collided with each other. Ordering a simple meal and some ale, Conrad took out his pipe and started to leisurely smoke from it. 

With casual glances around the inn, he noticed that there wasn't many patrons. In fact, it seemed the other too were the only ones here. They were both young, that much was for certain. They seemed to be a little flustered, if anything at all. With that his food came and he promptly dug in, with occasional breaks to smoke a little.