Captain Shepard

Shepard stands in the corner, wary and tense. He smokes viciously as he becomes worried, tugging deeply on his cigar before exhaling a cloud from his nostrils with a sigh. "Here's a thought," he adds. "How about we pick another inn entirely? I'd rather not have....spirits...lurking around while we sleep. There's got to be more than one inn in the entire town. There's no reason to get involved in any of this. We'll just pay for the meal and take our business elsewhere. Problem solved."