HAKHPUR at the Broken Sign Inn
Hakhpur enters walking, aided by his staff. He notices everyone, but tries to not look at them enough. Instead, his glance goes to the owner.
"Greetings, madam," replies Hakhpur with a smile as he sits at the bar, with his possessions at his feet, taking care of them. "I'll be ordering a glass of wine, please."
While he waits, he will play a little with his fingers, caressing the top of the bar. "Heh, it took me a while to get a place to rest meanwhile... Some hours of walking non-stop surely leave my legs tired... Oh, and what do you have for eating?"