The sun was already setting as Lassim made his way toward the inn Master Lorcan had recommended.
After the intense sparring session, his muscles still held a dull stiffness, but the walk to the Stormwatch Inn helped get things moving again.
Lassim found a building soon after that looking like your stereotypical resting place for travelers and merchants alike. He stepped through the inn's doors.
The place was modest but well-kept. A few patrons sat quietly at tables, and the scent of freshly baked bread and grilled seafood wafted from the kitchen that he could see peeking out from the serving window adjacent to this tavern style arrangement.
The innkeeper, an older gentleman carrying a tray and some plates to a table greeted him with a nod.
The interaction was short as Lassim requested and then handed over a few hundred ESS for a room for the night, noting how reasonably priced the stay was compared to other cities he had visited.
