"Hmm...well, you're in Glendale...I don't know what town you were in before. The three inns are The Iron Wheel, the Merchant's Cup, and the Gilded Rose." Mareth replied, smiling slightly. No doubt she'd have to fill the mage with energy every few months, but hopefully it would grow more...permanent after a time. She'd see, in the end. She shrugged after a few minutes. "I think, though, that we'll go get you clothing, then tomorrow we can go back and see if we can't find your traveling spellbook from those kobolds. We might have to fight them, though...not that I'm particularly worried about it, mind."<br/><br/>And with that, she grabbed a pouch of gold and headed out to find a seamstress that could make proper adventuring gear for the tiefling.