Opening the door revealed a inn common room, much like any other. Tables and chairs were scattered about in small clumps, whilst near the fire a young woman played on a konghou, the source of the music that you had heard from outside. In the handful of chairs that are occupied, heads turn to regard you as you enter, then return to their own meals, drinks and conversations.<br/><br/>An older man comes towards you, drying his hands on a cloth at his waist. "Ah, honoured guests. Please, be welcome to my house, and tell me what it is I may do to make you stay a pleasant one. Food, drink, a hot bath, a warm bed for the night?"