Lirian spent the rest of the day in his room, the inn had seen an increase in people in the middle of the day which was extremely rare.
For people like them they only ever ate when they woke up and finished their daily toil.
At noon they would just drink water, and have a bit of bread to keep them selves going, the people had all come to pay their respects to Lirian no doubt.
Lirian wasn't really in the mood, so he sat alone in his room and plotted out his future course, the local lord's estate was his current target destination.
Immediately after he met with the local cultivator he planned to leave this village in his dust, the mayors' problems were not his own, so he had no obligation to help out in the slightest.
As Lirian sat in silence a knock on the door was heard, "Enter," Lirian quickly gave his permission and the barmaid Triss who had come to his bed the night before entered his room with a bowl of soup and sliced up bread.
