Ad aspera

- Excellent. Then I'll stop by again in the evening, - whistling a melancholic northern tune between his teeth, Krait left the inn and set off to wander around the city - somewhere in the general direction of the square, so as to be in its vicinity by noon. Who knows, maybe he'll get lucky, and a town crier looking for a specialist with refined skills will appear there today?
It was too early to drink, and there was nothing to do. Kicking the stones he encountered along the way, he was surprised by the excessively low price of the city inn. A bed for five coppers, and even with food? No one who is sane would work at a loss. Surely the innkeeper is in cahoots with these "outsiders" who fleece suckers every night.