They made their way slowly to the tavern and when they got to it, they walked in and headed for the flat-table and he ordered a mug of cider.
When the tender brought to him the cider, Lloyd stopped him and asked him for lodging.
"Tender! We are strangers in this city and we would care to stay here in the inn. Empal, the vendor, said that you may be able to have us?"
The tender was going to tell them that there weren't any rooms available, but Lloyd's mention
of Empal's name, and the leer that Lloyd gave to him, made him reconsider.
"I do have one room that you can both use. I'll take you to it when you are finished here!" he told them.
Lloyd downed the cider immediately and the tender shrugged then showed them to their room.
"My name is Cavander!" said the tender as they walked up the stairs to a room at the end of the top hallway. "If you want privacy, this is one of my best rooms."
He lead them down the hallway then motioned for them to stop while he went into a large room, which was obviously his own, and brought out a large bundle of bedding.
Once inside their own room, Cavander closed the door and looked at them.