<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Abigail</strong></span><br/>The inn keeper offers you a smile as you enter which turns to a slightly confused look as you mention things and throats. "Well I can assure you it is . . . smooth." The man holds up a bottle and pours a glass of dark liquid, then another. Taking a sip of the second glass he holds out the first to you. "Please have a seat my dear." It was a large room, round table in the center with several seats, a regal red rug centered on the floor, a large bed on the opposing wall, shelves and book cases line the walls with trinkets and other objects. This is an oddly decorated room for the owner of an inn that has a warm feeling and slightly smokey scent to it.<br/><br/>((Con save DC 16 for the first drink))