Because Nashya was completely capable of perceiving what Sano and everybody in town was doing, she knew exactly where he was and what he was up to at this time, should she desire to learn these facts. That being the case, things on his end went thusly...
He was, as he often was, going over the journey in his mind.
The more he traveled, the more he needed to go over things. It wasn't exactly a great start, he will say that. Maybe some potentials in Adela, though he had had to wear himself out escaping from that phoenix-man who terrorized the Draconi Forest. He had thought that Allaeya could help, not as a dragon...but as an alchemist. It's just that it seemed like they left on bitter terms because he found out her secret. Of course, what he didn't know was that she had found out his little secret. Go figure.
Well, that was enough review. It'd been a long way and he wanted to wet his whistle on something that isn't water. Too much water about right now, as it is. He stepped over to the local tavern opened the door. Some eyes hit him and some eyes didn't. The owner behind the bar did. She was that breed of strong and hardy woman that outpace any man under her roof, especially if they're drunk, the kind that...if you were impolite to her...you would find yourself hurting, like twisting-your-codpiece-off-and-finding-out-there-was-still-a-cod-in-it hurting.
Sano didn't wear a codpiece. Those things were silly. That said, the owner was rather surprised by his appearance, anyway.
"Oh, what brings you to a little old shack like this, Sir Knight?"
"Knight?"
There was a moment of confusion there, for a second, then it dawned on him. Chestpiece, backpiece, shoulderpads, wristguards, shinguards, helmet - the trapping of a knightly figure, if ever you saw one. Sano shook his head.
"I'm no knight, just a guy in armor."
"Well, you might give people the wrong impression, traveling like that."
"Maybe, but the roads are dangerous, and it's raining."
A round of "No kidding!" and "Really?" hit him like a wave, followed by laughter from everyone else in the tavern. Okay, yes, he was stating the blitheringly obvious. Sano removed his helmet and sighed.
"Smartasses. Gimme a drink."
Having set the mood at the bar, Sano was given a beer to get the blood in his body moving again, a warm sensation filling his body. Someone said in another tavern that beer and ale and wine and such don't really warm the body against cold weather, but actually cool it. He was laughed off, of course, because he was talking about it at a bar. Of course, he was drunk, so he also didn't care. About the time Nashya was outside the tavern, Sano would be asking if anybody knew someone for hire that'd be able to tear apart a vampire. There were the usual boasts, but Sano's ears perked up at one of the answers from a bearded man.
"Ah, ya want ta' head west through Falial, towards Zefras, and see the Goldswiths. Longstanding tradition of hardy swordsman in that family back to the ancient times there!"
"You're sure. This isn't a wind-up?"
"Gods sake, man! They're only Magistrate of the land and the mines! Isn't that a enough? Who IS this vamp a' yours? Garlock The Destroyer?"
"Garlock The whatnow?"
"Hah! Ya hear that? The wee man doesn't even know about ole' Garlock! He's only the darkest magus to ever walk the Earth! Destroys whole towns! What'd this vampire a' yours do?"
"He's bested someone I know to be supremely skilled in her arts. Damn near killed 'er, if not for me. If I thought it'd do me any good, I'd even take this Garlock with me."
This time, the bartender spoke up, speaking in caution as she refreshed his drink.
"You don't want anyone like that, traveller. The man's not boasting about Garlock. Several years ago, they say the town of Claris was laid waste in minutes, then another and another, the survivors saying it was a magus calling himself Garlock The Destroyer, tearing 'em down because people lived there. A scary thought, him coming here. Don't even joke about that."
"Er...sorry."
He was quiet from then on, drinking his drink as he considered that maybe...he was just not picking up on the fact that other people had problems, and that he just wanted to ram any bastard that could throw down against the vampire, regardless of the consequences. When he thought about their worry about this Garlock, he understood. But when he thought about Keefe's body trying to burst from the inside...
...he didn't.
Feeling at least somewhat refreshed, with his mind suitably buzzed, he finished his drink and decided to set off. Where? Out, he supposed. The Inn, around town, whatever. He opened the door and found...well, if he hadn't seen her properly back under the tree, he'd be more surprised by her appearance, but even still he was caught off-guard.
"Oh, hi there. Took your advice. I think it helped."
Again, he normally spoke plainly about these things, in the proper manner, but he was half-joking conversationally. Sano began to wonder, though... She seemed to be doing alot of hanging around and not much of anything else. Was she a town guard or something? Serendipity was a nation of equality, after all...