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After a surprisingly short walk, Leos had arrived in Solace. He was nearby the Inn of Last Home too. He walked up the stairs at the bottom of the valenewood tree to the large building, opened the door and was met by an eerie silence. He crept up to the desk, rang the bell once and awaited an arrival.

Leos jumped. He was looking around as people filed down the stairs and several began to hit the bar. He had turned to Carmon and said, "Ah yes, the chief of the Kenku, Poe, had sent me here hoping you could set me up with lodging. I had surrendered my last gold to him as part of my toll to pass. Speaking of tolls, 'two travelers have crossed the path,' or something like that. That's his message to you." He turned and looked at the bar. He heard some rough housing in there. He leaned to the side to get a better look when someone went flying out of the doorway. Leos ran with an unnatural speed, stepped between the man who was flying and a wall, and stopped the collision. He felt little, to no resistance as he stopped the man.

Leos accepted his key and began ascending the stairs. As he got to the top of the first flight, patrons began emerging from their room to go downstairs to eat their breakfast. Leos avoided eye contact and made his way to the next flight. He got to the next floor to find it dead silent. He liked it already. He entered his designated room and tossed his rucksack on the floor, fell on his bed and was asleep before landing on the bed.

Leos jumped at the sound of the a knocking. The sound of his short sword would be audible to Caramon, even behind the door. He took a full minute to process what he had just heard. He sheathed the weapon and opened the door. "Yeah, I'll eat, thanks." He followed the innkeeper down the two flights of stairs and into the small tavern. The place was filled with residents of Solace, patrons of the inn, wonderful smelling foods, alcohol and a faint smell of... Old Birch tree? It must be the inn itself. The wood smelled like it was rotting in some places. He knew alot about trees for an elf. He was raised Spriggans. Leos received a plate of eggs, and a salad. He set the bacon aside for whoever was drunk enough to ask for it. He pulled out a book on language from his inner pocket on his jacket. He searched what book to search for to learn the language of the Kenku, Kreetog. He was pleased to find out he already owned the book and he would research the language soon enough. With a snap, the book was closed and back inside his jacket and he began to eat his salad. The eggs were a bit too heavy for his weak stomach at the moment. He would give them away too. Leos finished his salad after a few minutes. He sighed his relief and soon fell asleep at the table. 'Leeeeoossss....Coommmmeeee to meeeeee.....' His dream was strange. A diamond shaped gem or a smoky color was speaking to him, no. Was controlling him. Leos' eyes snapped open and he had a knife in his hand, wandering through the halls of the first floor hallway.