The people in the tavern quickly realized they were giving free drinks and a roar boomed through the crowd as they ordered more ale.<br/><br/>Eniija put her arms around Camille's neck as she was being carried; a slight blush on her cheeks. "Left." She instructed as they reached the first passage upstairs. "Right. Left again. This is it."<br/><br/>Soon, the two of them were inside the little room. There was a single bed with worn, yet clean linens and little more. A small window provided some lighting, but the summer shower was grey and the rain tapped hard on the glass.<br/><br/>The half-elf pulled herself closer and planted her lips against Camille's.