"Indeed it is the Inn. If you wish to join, you must see the Lore Master in the Pub." was the answer that the Inn Keeper gave. Nothing less, nothing more.<br/><br/>In the Pub area are a few patrons of the tiny village and some of the Gypsies who came in for a bite to eat. The young female was giving out plates of a savory stew to each of the patrons and their drinks. One of the patrons stood out more than others and was sitting in a corner by herself.  She was writing in a large journal and other papers which were held down with colorful stones.<br/><br/>"Here is your stew and extra bread, milady. Mead this noon perhaps?" the young lady spoke quietly as if she prefer not to bother the lady.<br/><br/>"No thank you, Anna. Just a pot of tea will do." she spoke as she preferred not to disturb the lady.<br/><br/>"As you wish, milady." Anna spoke as she curtsied and hurried off.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://i.imgur.com/SHua1j2.png">[ img ]</a>