[center][i]What Humans lack in numbers or Strength, they make up for in Will.[/i][/center] Ro'en was in for a rude awakening when the wagon stopped and a wooden barrel tumbled off it's kin, landing on his foot. Thankfully, it was empty, having just refilled the cellars of the local tavern. He roused from his short sleep, the inkling of dawn touched his eyes and he hopped off the cart, tipping his hat to the driver - along with the crossing of a single copper coin to his palm as farewell. Not much, but he felt obliged to reward anyone who saved him the effort of walking the mile. As the clattering of hooves took off behind him, he soon found himself in the midst of the day's bustle. The tedious winding streets of the near future beckoned him to take a swing from his canteen, but common sense cautioned against it, l'est he got lost again. It didn't take long before he found the building he was looking for, the banner outside made it all the easier. The silver dagger's establishment. Though it was not as ...sturdy, as he thought it would look. It was rickety, well, maybe not, but it was made entirely of planks and boards as far as he could tell. Even the auctioneer's house had some stone in the walls. Comparing the insignia of the letter he pulled out of his coat to the banner once more, this was indeed the place. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- At the door stood three people, two females one male. The first woman had axes strapped to her back and looked like she had been pillaging bushes and eating raw meat for awhile. A notion he could come to terms with. The male knocking on the door was not too unlike her either, maybe they were a couple. The second, more civillized female had the looks of someone from the more academic parts of the town. Maybe a scholar? Ro'en started approaching the door himself, though it might have been his imagination but when he passed the first woman, he almost heard a low hum coming from her axes. It made him stop for a moment and glance at them briefly, then when the male's hand left the door in pause - he looked back, reached out and pushed the door's handle, letting himself in.