Jethro smiled as they crossed into the city. It had been a while since he had been in a town bigger than a small vilage. He wasn't much one for the city, but he appretiated the atmosphere. The hustle and bustle kept everyone's minds on their own tasks. Once they had stopped Jethro hopped off the carriage and happily helped whoever needed it. When Dyllon returned with their pay Jethro chuckled. "No problem mate. All in a good days work. Melora be with you." Said the dwelf. Following the rest of the ragtag group of adventurers Jethro heard Jakar mention drinks. "Drinks? I'd love a cold frothy mead." Answered Jethro. Moments later Zayga questioned Galawayn about the gold. At the gnomes sideways response Jethro chimed in. "Hey now no need to get sore with each other. Remember we just saved a carriage full of innocent people not to long ago. Together, as a team. Now, we've been offered drinks so let's not be rude to our host by bickering." Mentioned Jethro before stepping up to Jakar. "Lead the way good sir." He added heartily patting his back.