Chapter 1: Lady Luck's Curtsy

As you all make your way to the inn (aerially or otherwise), you see that the town seems to be moving somewhat regularly. Nothing untoward or anything of that nature. For those of you that choose to ENTER the inn, a stout dwarven lady greets you.

Welcome to tha' Blinkin' Dragon. Finest purveyors of inebriations and gastronomics extraordinaire! If you'll be bedding down, rooms are eight silver a night, though we do have a pair of suites for two gold and five silver a night. All stays come with two meals, but drinks are on you! Common room is pretty empty at the moment, if you're all together, keep the place tidy and we'll be ok. She says cheerfully, clearly a rehearsed speech. She looks eagerly around at the lot of you.

The dwarven lady smiles at Ada.

Princess I am not, just a humble brewer's daughter. But you are the kindest lass I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Please, rise up Ada Servant of Eldath. Please, head in and have a seat. Lunch vittles are always on the house here, though the drink isn't. We've roast deer, cold suckling pig, and fresh bread laid out today. There's also some roughage for those that like the leafy stuff. She casts her eyes on the pair of Aarakocra. Not quite sure your diets you two, but if you let me know, or Eggar, we can likely arrange whatever you'd like.