<div style="text-indent:1em;">Farril silently cursed when the giant, Taurus, offered to help her stand.  'Well, at least I'm was getting help' she thought as she was lifted to her feet.  She took a look back as sword chick, and what looked like her significant other, started talking to Laura the Taurus.  Why are these guys keep going on about their clothes?  Look around she did notice that most people around here seemed to be dressed like a renascence fair.  She hadn't noticed till now, but they did kinda stand out with 21st century threads.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">"I didn't have time to pack any gowns before getting here.  So unless you've got clothes you're willing to loan me I'm sticking to this.  I'm not in the mood to put on the emperors robes."</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Before she knew it, they were at the inn.  When the ham was placed in front of them, Farril began tearing in without hesitation.  When the question of reading signs came up, Farril had an easy solution.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">"Hey, could I ask you a question real quick?"  Farril said to a nearby patron.  "My eye sight ain't so good, which of those rooms for ladies and which for gents?  I want to know now in case I need to get there in a hurry later."</div>