Hyra

Gideon had not slept five minutes when the noises around him started to pick up. He was able to ignore the arrival of a new person seeking shelter within the inn, as quiet as the innkeeper wanted to be he still made a devilishly lound noise walking up and down those broken and contorted wooden stairs. Either way the noise didn't last too long and Gideon's eyes once again began to close.

It was when he had a slight smile on his face, due to the very quiet and restful sleep he was currently enjoying, that he heard guards and a wagon outside his room. He couldn't take it, he got up, walked to the window and slammed the shutters. Yawning, he walked back to his bed and tried to sleep. It was useless, he could still hear the voices. My god, what do people do in this city?! he though as he walked back to the window and opened the shutters. He watched the scene with an annoyed expression on his face. If they're meeting this late then there must be a very good reason.

He put his elbows upon the window sill and listened in on the conversation. He noticed a woman wearing elborate garments standing between the two groups of men. She seemed to be the leader of the group but Gideon wasn't too sure. He tried harder to hear what was going on. There was something about an attack, on some farms, the bandits were successful because they rose up to fight even after the militia had seemingly killed them. Gideon's eyes widened. he quickly assumed that the women would call fourth more soldier to rid the town of the bandits so he began to drop off to sleep while still leaning on the window sill.

It was when another woman had shouted "The Ancient One" that he woke up again and resumed listening. There wsn't much conversation afterwards. The wagon and a few guards left leaving the woman behind, standing quietly near one of the streetlamps.
"Excuse me!" Gideon said to her. "Your verbal intrusions at this questionable hour seem to have caused me to drop my normally self-conscious nature and eaves-drop on your conversation." This was how Gideon talked to the upper-class members of Hyra. It made him seem like more of the fool, something the elitist members were comfortable with, that was how he was able to extract more information that they thought they were giving. "You seem to have a bit of a problem. Now I usually wouldn't want to meddle in your affairs but seeing as you have disturbed me infront of my home in the middle of the night I will ask you something. Why so much deliberation over such a trivial matter? They are but bandits after all."