Ad aspera

- On the cart. I'm tired of walking, - Krait approached the caravan. - And who am I? Just someone going to the city. A traveler. What's wrong with that?

-- Nothing... -- the caravan leader flinched slightly as Krait approached. -- There's room on the cart, even if it's a bit uncomfortable.
When Krait settled on the cart with some degree of comfort, the leader finally added:
-- We... we mistook you for a bandit, don't take it to heart. You just look intimidating.


Added 28 minutes later

Having seen what he needed, Knud walked to the inn without hesitation and looked for an attendant.

The attendant, a short-haired man of middle age with a dry, gaunt face, on which large, round eyes strangely contrasted with a low forehead, sat at a large table opposite the entrance. An entire squad could fit at such a table, and the man seemed to enjoy the fact that all this space, whose cleanliness was only disturbed by an inkwell, a small stack of papers, and a box, belonged only to him, as he sat at the table with the bearing of not an official, but a lord.
-- Good morning. How can I help you?

Added 2 minutes later
Completely forgot about the spread. Recalculated the stats.
Frag, are you going to start from Tyrren? Or like everyone else? The second option would be better; otherwise, I'll have to check the stats too often.
Tomorrow is almost a free day, so it should be faster. And on Sunday, it's the opposite. I'll warn you when the activity drops significantly.