Vharrus carefully checked the latch of his midnight-black cloak as he made his way out into the brilliant streets of Winterbound. Satisfied, he pulled his hood lower with one hand as the other carefully returned his dagger to its sheath. He stopped for a moment, still unused to this foreign city, to gather his bearings. He decided to head east, for no reason other than a passerby travelling in the same direction.

As he walked, silently as ever, he kept an eye out for any signs that may lead him to an inn, hoping to acquire a drink before retiring to a room for his usual ritual. Whilst wandering he made note of the people around him, seemingly oblivious to the stranger despite his outward appearance. His cloak was nothing unusual for the area, plain black with his personal insignia --a dragon wrapped in battle with a phoenix-- embroidered in silver on its back, but a drawn hood had always taken attention in his hometown.

He pulled himself from his thoughts as a sign caught his eye; 'The Local' was carved into the wood with much care. He redirected himself to the door of the inn and paused momentarily to insure his cloak was secure again, and to double-check that his coin was still present. After ensuring both he entered the inn and proceeded to the counter, removing his leather sack from its hiding place on his belt as he moved. He looked out from under his hood, keeping his face carefully hidden, to see the innkeeper looking back at him.

"What'll it be?" He asked in a gruff voice, showing no hint of fear or curiosity.

"Just a drink, best you've got." Vharrus responded, removing a gold coin from his pouch and placing it on the counter. He waited impatiently for the innkeeper to fetch him his drink, then turned and moved to the table in the corner of the room. He set his mug on the wooden table and removed a black leather-bound book from under his cloak. He sat in the chair that was tucked into the very corner of the room and unsnapped the strap that bound the book closed, opening it carefully and continuing where he last left off.