Let's start a rumour, baby

The clerk inside who was manning just the guests coming to stay in the inn looked pale and ill when she saw Cass coming in. She was a were person like Sir Sanders, only she had a cute pair of horns and a soft, squishy nose that made Cass think of some kind of barn animal. A sheep or a goat? 

Given how much she was shaking, he was going more towards the sheep suggestion since he had a feeling that anyone who had goat blood was a little more chaotic. 

"H-H-Hello." She stuttered upon seeing Cass, and wouldn't meet his gaze. 

"Hello. I've been told by my knights that you have some rooms available for us?" He asked and she nodded. There was a long pause, so long that Cass wondered if she'd frozen. "How much are those rooms?" Cass asked and she flinched, her whole face going red as she fumbled, grabbing a book and scanning it.