After parting ways with the merchant he and Munnji decided to look for a place to eat something.

They walked slowly in the wide cobblestone paved road slowly trying not to miss anything. They started at anything that peeked their interest , especially the people. The majority of them were humans with beastfolk numbering less than 1/10 of the entire population. The beastfolk were seen doing hard manual labor in contrast to the humans who seemingly did les demanding job’s.

' This is consistent with what Munnji told me about the beastfolk being discriminated in this continent. The were mostly non natives of this continent , slaves of war that were dragged from their homes and then they were sold of to people who used them to do their dirty and dangerous jobs , getting in return just a meagre amount of food day after day until they died. This was also reflected when the merchant asked me for Munnji’s name and not Munnji himself ,thinking that Munnji was my personal slave.'

When Munnji told him about this the first time he was very concerned about the problems that would arise if Munnji entered the city. He would definitely be discriminated just because he was a beastfolk. 

'It's good that we decided to go with the story that Munnji was indebted to me because I saved him from some dangerous beast a long time ago and to pay that debt he decide to help me in my journey. 

It's not that much of a credible story , but that would do for now.'

….

They  strolled down the streets looking at the houses which looked like the ones in Earth. The architecture was very similar to XVll century Europe . 

From house to house there was not that much in common ,looking like all had been built by a different person. The were commonly red and yellow in colour with some blue seen rarely.

"Should we get something to eat?"

"Why, I didn't think you would never ask me."

"You pig."

"Hey, I just love a good meal."

"Yeah yeah....

He and Munnji decided to stop in a building that had a picture of a roasted animal in a sign above it. It was a restaurant/bar in one of the more quiet streets which were packed with people to the brim.

They sat at a table at the corner of the place and waved at the waitress that was serving another table.She saw Nick waving his hand and shouted that she would be right with us. They waited another five minutes until she came to the table to take the order.

“Good day .

What can I bring you?”

She was a woman in her early twenties with a baby face , long black hair tied in a bun and wearing a blue color uniform with a white apron.

“We are not from these parts so we don’t know the cousine . Can you recommend us something?”

“Certainly . We have fresh grilled fish , fish soup ..”

“Stop! Can you recommend us something that is not made with fish?”

Nick was so feed up with eating fish 5 times a week for the last year that I didn’t want to eat any fish dish for a long time.

“ Well we also have the vegetable and mushroom soup , the roasted maki, fried rice …”

She ranted the name of a dozen different dishes ,most of which Nick didn’t know so I chose the ones that he heard before from Munnji.

" We will each get the vegetable mushroom soup and your homemade bread accompanied with some hama cheese."

"Certainly."

After she got their order they started to talk about what their next move was going to be.

“ The only money that we have is the money we took from the bandits and it’s not that much. We definitely have to find a way to make money fast.”

“You’re right Munnji ,we have to earn some money fast, but before that we have to register at the city hall for a identification plate then permanent residency.” 

"We need to think this through. What about...

They ate their meal slowly while deciding our best course of action and finally decided to first get their identification plates and then look for a job before their money run out . They decided to look for an ordinary job first so not to arouse any suspicion from the city guards .

.....

After 30 minutes they finished tht meal and left , but not before asking the waitress for a reasonable price inn . 

"You're looking for an inn. Well the best choice is an inn that is called 'Sleepy Sailor'. It is an inn that is usually frequented by sailors that came to the city for one or two days which was the time the merchant ships they worked in stayed at the port. "

"Thanks."

….

Munnji and Nick were walking to the inn that they would be staying tonight walking slowly trying to digest the huge amount of food they had eaten when Nick heard something. He turned towards Munnji and asked.

“Do you hear that?”

“Yea, it sounds like... wait."

Munnji wasn’t able to finish his words because Nick imediately ran.