The inn, Astalos entered, was named "The Salty Mug", a little gin mill with some guest rooms near to the harbor. The lower floor was quite empty, just one of the several tables was occupied by a thin, short guy in dark clothes and a young woman, possibly the waitress.
"No, Saniel. You are quite a charmer, aren't you? But - no - I won't join you in your room tonight. Ah ... we have a new guest."
The waitress left the table and closed in to Astalos. However the mage was lost in thought about dragons, magic and templars and didn't realize the waitress at first and there was a moment of silence.
Still sitting at his table, Saniel raised an eyebrow. Not knowing that he was dealing with a powerful mage, he casted
Focus Attention on Astalos in order to direct his attention to the waitress.
