The small crowd seemed to enjoy the fire elemental's music. He sat on a barstool, courtesy of the innkeep, and played a few tunes and ditties to draw in customers for the inn and paying listeners for himself. He plucked the 8 strings for one or two songs, then switched to a plectrum for the rest. he had his mandolin case out in front of him, allowing patrons to toss in a tip or two for his performance.
Zekel final piece seemed to energize and excite the small crowd, leaving them applauding at the end and being a bit more generous. He bowed to the crowd, his long, flaming hair rising a bit as he did so. As the crowd dispersed, he hopped off the stool and bent over the case, counting the gold that was tossed in. Then he heard someone say his name. He glanced up, coming face-to-face with a donkey in front of him. He... could have sworn he heard someone speak. He glanced around, seeing if anyone one else was looking at him and spoke.
But everyone had already went inside the Inn, or went about their business.
"Huh," He said to himself, somewhat loudly, "Coulda sworn I heard someone." He glanced back at Kai and gave a playful smirk. "Unless a jackass can speak. Wouldn't be that surprised with this place really." He looked back down at his case, now collecting the gold coins into a little baggie that was tied to his waist.