Moglav grins warmly and hands over a small purse of coin, making the old man return the cheery expression.
Th-this is most generous of you! I shan't forget it!
The small man yawns and bids you all good tidings before heading off to his room. Shortly after the inn-keep, who stayed up to clean up the mess made by his customers called out to you.
If you're looking to travel that way, strangers, you'd best be well equipped or have a pretty good escort. I've heard that road is getting more dangerous these days.
Actually, i happen to know an old friend who does black-smithing in a nearby village, he might help you out. The village sits in the woodlands to the north, it shouldn't be far.