<span style="color: #40BFFF">Morys sat down near a Peripomad. He rested his tanned forearms on the counter and raised his index finger for the bar keeps attention. "I'd like an ale, please."<br/><br/>"Aye," the bartender said. He grabbed a glass that shined in the fire light. Morys was almost impressed with how clean it was. It was hard cleaning such things on a ship. He poured a dark amber liquid into the cup, and passed it across the bar to Morys who took a long swig.<br/><br/>After lowering his cup, he noticed the chubby innkeeper bringing the Peripomad a steaming bowl of stew. Morys inhaled deeply, the bitter scent of alcohol, the strong smell of meat, and the underlying smells of carrots and peas filled his nose. To him, it smelled like home. Much better than the various dried meats and bread he had lived off of during the war.<br/><br/>"I'll have what he's having," Morys said, noticing the large warm smile the innkeep gave to the Peripomad.<br/><br/>The innkeep turned his big warm smile to Morys, his eyes alight with some strong positive emotion. The smile was a genuine one. "Right away sir!" He turned back to the large pot he had been attending to when Morys had walked in.<br/><br/>"What brings you here?" Morys asked, turning on his stool enough to look at the Peripomad. <br/><br/>Not long after trying to strike up a conversation, a man caught the attention of everyone. He said he wanted to play for everyone in the inn tonight and to just sit and listen.</span><br/><br/>*****<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">Tii was suddenly greeted by a red-headed young woman, who was probably in her late teens or maybe twenty, with fair skin and freckles dotting her cheeks. She seemed a little out of breath, but attempted her friendliest smile anyway.<br/><br/>"Would you like anything to eat? Or perhaps I could bring you a drink?" the woman asked.<br/><br/>"A salad would be lovely, and fresh fruit if you have any."<br/><br/>"Okay, I'll see what I can find!" she replied. With that, she turned on her heel and headed to the bar, no doubt to relay the order to the innkeeper.<br/><br/>TiiLiqia went back to enjoying the warmth of the fire. A man suddenly stepped in front of it, casting Tii in shadow. She wondered if she was going to regret picking this seat.<br/><br/>The man mentioned playing music, and paused for a moment before he began. It seemed everyone was just as skeptical as she, since there was no applause. The warm melody reminded Tii of home, of the good memories before....<br/><br/>Tii shook her head, making the hood rustle a bit. She tossed the lutist three gold pieces.</span>