Evendur has just arrived in the Dale, and already people look at him with suspicion. The young man tried to pay their looks no mind as he made his way into the tavern and to the bar without taking off his hood.

"One ale please." He said as he took his seat.

Evendur was still a bit uneasy from what the fortune teller had told him about his fortune. He thought he'd be safe when he's so far from home, but now he started to doubt it now that he has heard about the murders. When he does get his drink, he takes a big sip to ease his nerves. He minds his own business as he finishes his mug of ale and asks the innkeeper for another.