Frey nodded as she was acknowledged by the barmaid. She let herself soak in the boasts of the patrons, their impassioned conversations. The smells were, well, nothing worse than she was used to at home in the oft destroyed ale hall.<br/><br/>After a patient wait for her to take care of her other patrons she smiled as the young woman approached. "I'll have some mead... And is there any food I can get?" she said as she felt her stomach growl. Had it really been that long a day?