"Welcome, good sir," she greets Alix warmly. "Will you be needing rooms for your companions as well?"
Alix nods. "Yes, please, three rooms for the night."
As the innkeeper hands over the keys, she leans in slightly, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You must be sir Aiden, word travels fast in Sumbrasth. They say you single-handedly took down a Tier 4 beast that's been terrorizing the villages."
Alix offers a modest smile. "News does seem to have wings in this city."
The innkeeper chuckles. "Indeed. If you need anything, just let me know."
As they make their way to their rooms, Grixx glances at Alix, a smirk playing on his lips. "Your majesty, it seems like you're the talk of Sumbrasth now."
Alix sighs softly. "Fame is a double-edged sword. Let's hope it doesn't draw unwanted attention."
Berko, silent until now, speaks up, his voice tinged with bitterness. "Humans celebrate the death of a beast, yet they are blind to the monsters among their own kind."
