"Alright then!" Wimoo claps his hands in excitement. "Red Pony it is. Let's have a bit o' bub there and see where it takes us"
Walking around the Lower Ward, it's slightly only better than what you initially saw at the Hive. Houses are still small, but they seem to be slightly better maintained. Streets are narrow and busy, but nowhere near as snakey labyrinthous as the Hive's alleys. You've already noticed that most people -and that's a loose use of the term- around appear demonic in one way or another. From the basic horns, tails, wings, fangs and talon extras to outright alien forms that resemble bugs and twisted creatures of nightmare, they're all around and nobody seems to be bothered by their presence. Wickari in particular recognizes a few fellow tiefings, as well as various demons and devils he's heard about during his catechism. The other thing you notice, especially as you get closer to your destination, is a lot of dwarves, gnomes and other crafty races going about. Most of them are dressed in simple worker's clothes, some sport the occasional leather apron with a tool or two in its pockets. A few even bother to check out the shiny illusory symbols above Xana and all shake their heads in apparent disappointment.
If there wasn't a sign outside with a pony painted in bright red color, you'd probably miss the place. The Red Pony is no bar and it's certainly far from being called an inn. Drinking hole sounds more fitting, a tightly packed place that barely fits a bar and a couple of tables with stools around them. Everything looks simple, practical and sturdy. At this time of day (what time is it anyway, you're not sure there was even a sun out there) the place is empty. A muscular half orc is sorting out items behind the bar. He looks like he'd be more at home in some gladiatorial pit than behind a bar and you're assuming he also doubles as the establishment's bouncer if there's any trouble. As you enter, he pauses and raises his eyesight. "Didn't know ye worked as a tout, Wimoo" he says with a smirk. "I don't, but I'll try everything at least once" your guide responds. "My clients need something strong to wash down the Ward smog, if you please."