The innkeeper at Bravia's Finest sets down a small plate of sweetmeats next to the mug of water. "Here ye go Miss". Jade picks up a small slice of sweet fruit and bites into it as she waits for patrons to settle down. Two days ago she had arrived in Bravia. This is a nice place, have a busy market, the people were friendly, a couple were helpfully directed her to their best inn, appropriately named Bravia's Finest.
The construction was wood, most public buildings and private homes were wood, only the wealthy and influential could afford stone, presumably to get better protection from their enemies. This inn stood out from most others commonly scattered the realms. Right above the door the signboard is bigger. Once you step inside the floors were noticeably cleaner, the room was less smoky. The ventilation is likely better here too. Most of the small inns and taverns she had been to had a smoky hall. The smoke from the fireplace could not escape easily. The price tag for a room was also noticeably higher. She would had left too, but the innkeeper asked about the case she carried. It contained her lute, the instrument by which she made most of her money these days on the road. The innkeeper aware of a money making opportunity made her a trade. And so her previous nights were paid for with a song. Tonight she will be sharing another of her trades, that of a story teller.
BT: The Blood Ape
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