25th of Spring, 513 AV Several hours had passed since when Daniel had first entered the hostel. When he had first entered Daniel had been sporting a full beard, his hair was matted, he had the smell of a man who had not bathed in weeks and was covered in mud from his scuffle at the gate. His reception hadn't been well recieved since he'd been trailing mud, Vysia had been rather suprised when Daniel had pulled out a rather full coinpurse and bought a room for the rest of the season. Afterwards Daniel had dropped his stuff in his room and left the hostel for several hours, he'd gone to the bathouse but no one knew that. Night was falling when Daniel came back in. Daniel almost looked like a different person now with his clean shaven face, shiny straight hair and clean albeit slightly damp clothing. When he entered no one paid Daniel any mind, he went straight to his room and retrived his journal, quill and a vial of ink. Returning to the main room Daniel retrived the least stale bread he could find and a hunk of cheese with only a little bit of mold on it. Finding a seat Daniel sliced off a non-moldy piece of the cheese and sliced off a bit of bread taking a bit of them together. The look on his face showed that the food was less then satisfactory, he finished his the bread and cheese with a look of distaste and set the rest aside. He then took his journal out and began writing down his journey to Nyka, as he always did when he arrived in a new place. |