The inside of the inn was indeed a wall of warmth. The scent was a mix of burning logs, ale, wine, cooked vegetables, baked bread and grilled meats - as well as less pleasingly wet hay, moist fur and horse.<br/><br/>The inn had a floorplan consisting of a large square and a round circle tower that overlapped. The main room stretched two stories high, with stairs leading up to a balcony with doors along the walls. The tower section seemed to go another level or two higher.<br/><br/>Behind the counter was a large woman in her early fourties. The cleavage on her white blouse, combined with the way her girdle was tied, drew a lot of attention to her big, pale breasts. Two gaunt boys in green and grey tunics waited upon the customers, an odd selection of travelers and merchant traders. A couple of whores were on the laps of the most generous spenders. One was rather chubby and looked like the daughter of the woman behind the bar. The other was rather pretty; an ebony dark-skinned beauty with long black curls.<br/><br/>Many of the visitiors turned their heads to the door when it opened, but they didn't pay much attention to Lyn.