Today, I saw a man in weird clothes. I had never seen something like that before, ever. He came in my inn to eat.

Oh, by the way, I'm called Vestropecutica. People close to me call me Vestro. I run the biggest inn of this city: Suptraneculovis. My inn may not be the richest or the most glamorous, but it IS the most popular and houses the majority of the travelers that decide to visit our city.

Thus, it should be perfectly obvious that I have had dealings with people from a variety of cultures but upon some strange circumstance, it was a strange meeting for me with that man.

It wasn't love at first sight or anything but he did catch my eye. First his clothes. He wore under the torso a wear that had two long sleeves and covered the entirely of his legs. On a closer look, there were tiny rabbit faces on the cloth. I have never seen anything like it, even on the nobles or the royalty. On the top of the unusual clothing was a knot of a thick thread possibly, I suppose, to hold the thing in place.

On his upper body, he had a plane white cloth that was tucked in the unusual wear on his lower half. The cloth was cut at the upper sides with two thin straps going over his collarbone leaving his shoulders bare. The clothing itself was tight, almost clinging on his body, giving explicit details of his body line. Though I wouldn't call him buff or well build but it would be wrong to call him skinny either. So to say, he was just.... healthy.

Author's Note: Kind of like this.

Now lastly, he had on wooden slippers which most of us commoners wear on a regular basis. You can buy it anywhere around here.

Due to the last bit, I was inclined to think of him as another commoner but that became doubtful when he approached me to ask for a serving of food.

You see, commoners are not polite. We are never taught to, probably why we remain to be called as such. Nobility, on the other hand, who receive individual teachings since birth, are in fact worse off, unless they're dealing with another noble obviously.

But HE, he was polite, unnaturally so. Maybe I just feel that because I'm used to the blunt and uncaring attitudes. Naturally, as one would meet an unusual person and have a craving to indulge in some conversation, I was no different. Mind you, it was nothing romantic. Just some... curiosity, so to say.

I handed over the counter to an employee Lindsi, short for Lindsivalna and personally went to kitchen to prepare his part of the demand. 5 minutes later, I was carrying his serving in one of our finer cutleries.

With the time of the day, it was natural to have a lesser number of customers but he had taken a seat in a fairly secluded part of the dine. As I got closer, I noticed that he hadn't realised my approach and was focusing on something, listening from the looks of it but to what I couldn't imagine. I mean, he was sitting the farthest from any people to listen in but here was just......

As I put down the bowl of soup in front of him, he seemed to startle and then let out a groan, holding his ear.

"Blood..."

I noticed the red liquid running down the hand he was holding his ear with.

"I'll quickly bring something for it!"

I told him to wait while I brought something to apply on the wound without even thinking about how he got the wound in the first place out of nowhere.

"I got careless....."

I heard a low voice behind me but I didn't turn to inspect as I assumed there would be plenty of time later. Only, there wouldn't be.

By the time I returned, he was gone and so was the food I placed in front of him along with the bowl. I enquired Lindsi about it immediately, but she claimed to have seen no-one like that go out the inn. It was hard to believe she simply missed him when he should have been carrying a bowl of soup in his hands out the inn.

It was the opening of the shop the next day that I found the bowl there on the exact same table HE had been sitting on along with 3 copper coins.