In his search for a nice-looking tavern, Aster found something even more tempting. It appeared that the city was large and prosperous to host not one, but two extravagant and oddly themed resorts. He'd heard rumors of the places, but until he stood before them, looking up in awe at the expansive buildings, the bard had always dismissed such talk as jokes or exaggerations. A quick feel of his coin pouch revealed that the cursed performer had a few plats left, easily enough to have some fun at one of these establishments, or at least enough to get his other coin purse drained. Without another thought, Aster headed toward The Lazy Kitten, thinking it more appropriate to a man of his tastes and stature.