Time Stamp: Month of Optima. This thread happens on the same day before the night when the fire occurs, that spreads throughout the city.
Elmayria decided to take her brother to the Inn that she had went to with Straylor in the month of Aperentus it was called
the Trade Pavillion Inn. It was on the northern end of the Pavillion, among the cleanest and best kept stores were lined there. Among them were several restaurants and other shoppes.
Constructed almost entirely of wood, merchandise is lined up inside one of the immaculately clean windows. A double-take reveals that the store is also a Tavern, and further investigation will soon reveal that this place is also an Inn. The strange combination of the three enterprises is intriguing, to say the least.
An investigation of the storefront reveals an arched doorway leading into a single square room, where merchandise is divided up by category. Rows upon rows of shelves cover the floor, and while one side was filled to bursting with every type of camping equipment, equestrian tack and care items, and even a few weapons, the other side of the store revealed food. Salted meats, vegetables, spices, herbs, even some fruit and breads could be found here, along with a few more exotic foods likely not seen anywhere else. Along the back wall runs a long counter, where a doddering (or at least he seems to be) old man sweeps the floor, smiling graciously at any newcomers. It is nearly impossible to guess at his age, as his slanted dark eyes and olive skin make him seem younger than he truly is. The only indication of his age is a head full of snowy white hair which seems to be balding ever so slightly. He keeps a sharp eye out on anyone who enters so as to avoid troublemakers and thieves.
Along the side of the building lies the entrance to the Tavern, where young, dark-haired girls move silently and swiftly between low-standing tables lined up along the floor. Luscious and tempting scents of food emanate from the kitchen as patrons sit in quiet respect on overly stuffed crimson cushions. One of the girls comes to greet you, smiling sweetly as the family resemblance to the old man minding the store makes itself known. Armed with the same quiet demeanor, her dark, slanted eyes narrow slightly as her smile graces her face, her hands clasped together before her. Her dress, a slim crimson affair stitched with various unintelligible embroidery, is tied at the waist as her wooden sandals clop merrily along the floor, carrying her over to greet you.
"Moshimoshi, etoranze.
Serale, stranger. My name Kimi. Do you seek food or a room?"
(Written by Gryffin.)
Upon entering the tavern, Elmayria found an empty table pointing to it she lead Valan into that direction. With a smile she sat down across from him.
" This is a nice place, in the month of Aperentus a friend of mine introduced me to it. In the month of Ionnes I am to go to Trysvale and work for him. He is hoping to be constible of that city, and he is requiring a manager, his name is Straylor Lenoard. So what do you do to make some coin Valan?"
As she waited for him to answer a server came and asked them what they wanted.
" I will have the chicken and steamed vegitables and a glass of cow milk." With a smile the server wrote that down on a piece of parchment. After that was done she turned her head to Valan.
" And you sir?"