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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 3928220" data-attributes="member: 11520">Cafe IleshandThe carriage clatters to a stop and lists suddenly nearly tossing Michael from the seat. Then the door pops open and the footman stands waiting. It seems Grond's exit from the vehicle taxed the springs. The footman raises a short staff and with an audible 'pop' a large umbrella opens. It is just beginning to rain. He struggles to hold the umbrella high enough to cover both Michael and Grond as you make your way to a stair down covered by a dark green canopy on which 'Cafe Ileshand' is printed in Dwarven script. The resturant appears to be in the basement of some sort of office building, but the entrance of the resturant being to the side precludes Michael from seeing any indication of the building's other tennents. Making your way down the stairs Grond has to duck somewhat to clear the canopy. The footman bow, closes his umbrella and remounts the carriage, which clatters off down the street to stop under a large tree overhanging the street from the small park that fills the center of the square you are on. The goal seems to be providing some shelter from the rain for the driver and footman. The door at the bottom of the stairs is unassuming except for a polished brass footplate and large brass handle, which Grond pulls. The area beyond the door is a short hall, which turns to the left beyond a cloak room. A stout young dwarven woman in a black dress waits to take your cloak or hat. She smiles and says, "Welcome to the Cafe Ileshand" in common, but with a thick dwarven accent.</blockquote>

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