Edna
Hynes waddled over toward him before presenting herself, placing her right hand across her chest as she tilted herself to bow. At this point she was still very much intoxicated, and would probably forget this encounter ever took place, having practically passed out several drinks earlier. Still, with an enthusiastic tone she preached out.

'A novice swordsman- Yes I could tell, I mean by the way you're presented that's all. Anything that could be held by less than the palm of your hands would look to small, but anything too showy would again look too big. Come! Let me introduce you to everyone in the town, then we can talk about other things as well.'

Leaning over to grip his shoulder once more she limped back toward the tavern as he found himself being dragged across to the entrance, the stench of alcohol engulfing your lungs as you heard the rambling of laughing and drinking. Stretching her other arm out she opened the door and the woman would lead you inside.
Jason
"Ah, right... Uhh, sure I guess. I can see you're a kind woman, Ms Hynes." Yzack replied with a warm, welcoming smile.

And with that, Yzack and Hynes were setting on their journey across town, passing through the beautiful fountain which is usually located at the heart of New Salvania (if there is any). The buildings in New Salvania sure is eyecatching, and the atmosphere is breathtaking, but the smell of booze and ale, and the sights of laughter and drunk people is something often happened in town. Yep. Pretty normal, alright... Before he was almost seen rubbing his nose.

*I can't help but this kinda scent starts to stench my nose, and it's kinda itchy. Well, I guess that's pretty normal and back then, Father did getting into tavern sometimes, and not gonna lie; he's a heavy drinker.*

He sighed in the monologue, before they eventually entered the tavern. Once inside, there is a lot of customers inside. Moreover, noises coming from the atmosphere of the tavern seems to be a busy noise in regards. And some of them are just chilling the hell out of their asses while drinking their ales or whatnot. No wonder the booze scent can be smelt from here.

"Oh man, so many people in here..." Yzack says to himself before doing anything necessary. He was found standing at the entrance of the tavern, about 1 meter from the door.
Edna
Leading the way Hynes raised her leg to boot the door open, itself already loosened as it swung over with a great force of momentum. Inside this went practically unnoticed as everyone was either passed out or engaged in brawl themselves. Hynes briefly glanced over and paced around as she was seemingly eyeing out for someone, or something. Behind her as Yzack made his way inside a passing thrown knife barley grazed his side as it struck the wooden door which closed by itself behind him. From the distance could be heard the sounds of people laughing as they eyed him, noticing that he was not a regular customer, and not someone who was accustomed to this type of environment.

Turning over Hynes had finally begun gaining some resemblance of sense, but this only incited within her to fall over and pass out. She could feel the weight on her eyes as she was exhausted. Raising her hand she rubbed her eyes as she spoke out to Yzarck, whom she had presumed had followed directly behind her.

'Alright let's make a deal. Tomorrow I'll show you around. There are plenty of rooms here but believe me they aren't as bad as one would anticipate, though do be mindful which one you go into as some offer.. *Additional services*. Anyways, I'm hitting the sack-'

And with that Hynes had turned around, waving her hand to him as she made her way across the tavern, past a fury of bottles and food being thrown all around her as she seemingly effortlessly avoided every single one of them step by step. Leaning up against the wall she latched onto one of the railings as to pull herself up the stairs to try to get to the second floor, where she found a warm bed ready and awaiting for her.
Jason
While hearing such statement, Yzack finally gives a sigh of relief as he wanders around the tavern before checking out the bedroom. But eitherway, the tavern seems to be a quite of mess, regarding of the said brawl and whatnot. 

During his walk in the hallway, Yzack witnessed the havoc. The laughter, the noise, and even the brawls going on, of all those chaos in the tavern. Even there is a knife, 'swoosh'ing onto the wall at the speed of sound, almost swoops Yzack's face. 

*What the heck?! This tavern's a mess! But not gonna lie though. Father did told me about it once before...*

He continues to sigh before eventually walked down to an empty room. His bag that he was carrying, is filled with neatly folded clothes as he stores them into the wardrobe. Furthermore, he hangs his sword onto the wall afterwards, before eventually takes a nap due to his tiredness of walking a long way from Saronia.

```On the next day...```