"My name is Thar-nysk. And yours?"<br/><br/>Once placed down outside, she stretches out, still nude.<br/><br/>"You mean you won't hurt me any more if we don't play nice? I had better be on my best behaviour then."<br/><br/>Thar-nysk keeps stretching and turns to Selvia.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, he took all the fight out of me for one day, and you heard what he said. I won't be bad for now."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Inside, starting nearest the entrance, the first door on the right leads into what appears to be a tavern. It still has bottles of wine and strange drinks (all shades of orange, blue or green, in oddly shaped bottles, containing leaves or dead insects, and all very highly priced). Likewise, there are many barrels, presumably still full of ale or mead. It is devoid of life, however. There is a lot of dust, and not even a spider has made its home there.