First Day

As Kaizen entered the old tavern, he noticed that the music was coming from a small stage in the corner of the room, where a group of musicians were playing beautiful melodies on instruments he didn't recognize. Some of them had strings, others just holes from which the melodies came out.

All the tables were occupied by wizards of various races, shapes, and sizes, some drinking beer, others discussing magic. None of them seemed to care much about the hooded stranger who had entered the establishment, and of course they went about their business.

Kaizen walked up to the bar and greeted the owner, an old mage with a long white beard. 

"Hello, do you have a room for me to spend the night? I will pay you well."

"Yes, of course. We have many rooms, but all of them are occupied. Can you stay in a double room? The only differences are that you will have a slightly larger bed to rest in, and it will be a little more expensive for the overnight stay."