The decor at the Broken Blade was spartan in nature.  But it was also immaculately clean.  A slave girl in a metal collar and a dress that went from her neck  to mid shin, and covering down to her elbows greeted the pair when they entered.  A very conservative dress, though spun from linen and would allow quite a bit of breath-ability in the hot climate of laelith.  She bowed deeply to the two women, and if the slave girl thought anything of the way that Ylene and Lyen were dressed, she kept any comments to herself.  The dress code in the bar tended more towards the martial, with armor showing on most people.  Though for the dragonborne in attendance, their gleaming scales was it's own type of armor.<br/><br/>There, with her back to the door and speaking with a dragonborne male in leather armor, sat the commander.<br/><br/>But the slave was polite and asked the two women if they'd like to follow her, there was an open table near the wall they could take.  The walls of course usually being the coolest spots in any of these places, as they held the cool night air long into the day.  Though this late in the afternoon they'd likely no longer be cool, it was still considered by most to be the preferred place to sit.