A few well-placed questions, and a couple coppers slipped to a street urchin, and she soon finds herself at a respectable cartographer's workshop. A map of the continent of Avistan dominates one wall, and numerous smaller maps line the walls everywhere, several globes, some of worlds she's never even heard of, cover a large part of the floor of the shop.<br/><br/>Seated on a tall stool behind the counter, a dwarven man is bent over a partially completed map, though he looks up, as she enters. "Welcome, elf! How ken I be of service to ye?"