The town hall looks like it's been refurbished at least once in the last three hundred years; there's signs of fire damage that's been painted over., but it otherwise looks relatively similar.It doesn't take much to get in to see the mayor, an attractive, tanned woman, with slightly pointed ears, indicating an elven heritage. "Welcome to Drellin's ferry; how can I be of service?" she asked in a soft, melodic voice, smiling as he entered.