<span style="color: #FF0000">The barkeep looked up from his work, polishing a grimy mug with an equally grimy rag. His grimace seemed to be a permanent feature of his face, the only thing changes on site of the pointed ears being a slight raise in his eyebrows. Spitting some unwated saliva to the side of the bar, he looked down to the coin and pushed all but 2 silver pieces back to the elf.<span style="font-style: italic"> "That's good for a night, pay the barmaids for your food. Stay down for the night though, the boss wants to speak with you soon." </span>The cryptic words over, the man went back to his work.<br/></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Pardon sir, but may I ask what you serve here in the matter of food?"</span>Calaraclya Spoke nothing as a man behind her spoke. Her eyes were on the hands of the barkeep who was polishing a grimy mug with an even grimier rag, a permenant grimace upon his face.  Why would the bar keeps boss want to speak with, but a shrug was her only gesture of notice to the words.<br/><br/>Her right hand continued to pet Alimer more as a soothing method than a calming. The tavern however was in its normal ways ; people fighting , small chatter , and some minding their business. Though she could only base this observation from village rumors. Added to that she now had two extra silver coins which were useful for barely anything. Once , again she opened the sheath of her dagger and placed the 2 remaining silver coins into the sheath, then closed the dagger into the sheath as if it was a natural occurance day to day.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">He raised his eyes without moving his head.<span style="font-style: italic"> "None of yer fancy herbs n' spices i'm sure boy. We got gruel. Not the best tasting but it'll keep you alive another day."</span></span><br/><br/>She heaved a sigh leaving only the coins requested  on the table for a one night stay. It would not be too wise to stay much longer than that. There was no wish for her to start any trouble among these people. She twisted around to be met by the human man that had spoken after she had. The first thing she notice of the man was his long white robed that fell to the ground , as if to make a stark contrast to the white the human's hair is shiny smooth black just barely  past his ears. This man was rather handsomely dressed but it would be dangerous to converse with anyone. For almost everyone thinks of elves in two ways; either theives, or high strung brutes that never leave their cage. It was rather sad almost.<br/><br/>" I'm sorry sir if you could excuse--" Before she had a chance to even walk past the man , when someone interrupted her. This person having now blocked he in the spot. Since, Alimer was to her right, this new person to her left, and the human man now in front of her. She was boxed in , not the best thing, especially when she wasn't sure if these people were out to harm her.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Throw in a pint, while you're at it," </span>She turned in shock at hearing a female voice speak about drinking so much.<span style="font-style: italic"> "it's been a long and thirsty road."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0040">He looked towards Molly and a grin finally appeared on his dirty face.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Well, evenin' Molly. Alive still I see? Well stick around, the boss wanted to speak with you among a few others around town today. Might have a job for ya."</span><br/></span><br/>Alimer with his tongue hanging out began to bark happily. Her head turned to look at this female that had ordered such a thing. This female was small, and with observation of the fact that everything about her was functionally to stand out was probably due to her small size. Obviously , a half ling which she had never seen one in her entire life. The bar keep seemed to only grin at this half ling with some obvious notion that he knew this female halfling.<br/><br/>" So, " She backed up placing both hands behind her on the bar as a way to make her feel less boxed in at the moment. If they were out to hurt they had the perfect strategy , box her in, make Alimer happy, and keep her on her toes. " What are your reasons being here? " Her eyes kept switching from one to the other. She had meant to say can one of you move but that was obviously not what came out. Again conversation was not her strongest point.