Alenurr walked into the Chainned Inn after hearing many tales and it seemed to have a good reputation of accommodating people like him. He was in fact a thief that was wanted on several criminal accounts and was looking for a place to stay without authorities bothering him. So, he chose this inn. He liked it as soon as he saw the outside of it and the inside made him feel right at home in the dark. He made no noise as he entered and slipped off to the corner of the room and sat almost invisible as his body was covered by a large black hooded robe. He fumbled with a lock pick that was in his pocket with one hand and laid his free hand on the table. He glanced around the room seeing the slaves, masters, and mistresses. He didn't particularly care for slavery, though it didn't bother him in the least bit, he just had no need for a slave. It was too much work for him, seeing as he moved from place to place often.