The construction was being led by a man in a subtly purple suit, dressed down to his waistcoat and with his sleeves rolled up. Despite the tailoring, he didn't have the look of a nobleman; the familiarity with how he planed and polished timber said that. He dressed well, but worked like a labourer.

Anton noticed Kevas coming in. A lot of people noticed Kevas coming in. He was a bit more unusual than usual, but since most patrons were kedan themselves they were used to tusks and tentacles. It was the height that got him some appraising looks, more than anything. And the vibrancy of the blue. Anton mostly noticed Kevas at first because he saw some kedanese chidren by the kitchen door giggling as their skin changed hues, trying to copy the look.

He didn't go over right away, but finished what he was doing--aligning one of the new balustrades to his satisfaction--before pausing for a drink (of water). Then he moved toward where Kevas was seated. Anton was a tall man--6'6--and he wasn't the tallest in the Hotel; but Kevas surpassed even Klaus.

"Welcome to the Midnight Hotel," he said with a bow. "I am Anton Shudder, the proprietor. Are you looking for a room?"

Hm. He might have trouble fitting into a bed.