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<blockquote data-quote="Toric_Arthendain" data-source="post: 910032" data-attributes="member: 9833"><p>The inn, simply called Miri's Place on the sign hanging over the door, was a large two story building, the largest in the small village. Inside, there was a common room that served as the only tavern for the village, a place to eat and for the locals to gather in. There were a dozen rough wooden tables scattered around the fairly large room. A bar, made of some exotic looking wood, stretched across the wall on the opposite side of the entrance. To the left of the bar was a large fireplace, with a roaring fire burning within. There was a single door behind the bar and a staircase to the right of the bar leading up to the second floor. No other patrons were present in the common room, possibly because of the early hour.</p><p></p><p>Upon seeing Kuknar, the elderly halfling woman approached the highly polished bar, a bit of a smile visible on her weathered, wrinkled face. She was easily pushing 200 years old and walked with a stoop, her ancient bones creaking audibly.</p><p></p><p>"Welcome to Arbordale stranger. What can I get for you?" she asked. </p><p></p><p>Kuknar was shocked to say the least. Clearing his throat he replied in a hushed tone. "Actually I believe that I have come here to help you." He then looks around and continues. "I don't have much to give you, but I would like the closest thing you have to a stout dwarven ale. It helps take the edge off of the cold." </p><p></p><p>"Come to help me, have you?" she asked. Not waiting for an answer, she turned to the large casks behind the bar. Grabbing a mug from underneath the bar with one gnarled hand, she proceeded to fill it with something from one of the casks. "This should be what you're looking for, stranger," she said, handing the mug to Kuknar. "The name's Miri. What should I call you?"</p><p></p><p>Before Kuknar could reply, the door to the inn was again thrown open and another stranger entered. The clean shaven man dressed in dark forest colors approached the bar. Ignoring Kuknar, he spoke to Miri. "Good evening, Lady. It would seem I'm badly in need of food, rest, and a place for my mount. Unfortuantly all I can offer in exchange is to work off my debt. What say you, Lady?"</p><p></p><p>Turning to Dane, Miri smiled. "Lady is a bit too formal," she said with a chuckle, "Please call me Miri." Again the gnarled hand produced a mug from beneath the bar and again she filled it, from the same cask that she had filled Kuknar's mug. She placed it in front of Dane. She looked back and forth between Kuknar and Dane. "You both know my name, what should I call you?"</p><p></p><p>Outside the entrance to the inn, Alhadrial and Elidur watched as a human, shivering with cold, tied off his mount and entered the building. As he opened the door, they both noticed the warm glow coming from within. That inviting glow was enough to spur both to get in out of the cold morning. The skies were cloudy and hinted that more snow was coming.</p><p></p><p>Miri smiled a knowing smile when Alhadrial and Elidur entered the inn. She beckoned both over to the bar to join the other two already standing there. Before either could say anything, she had produced two more mugs filled with the same drink she had given to Kuknar and Dane. Looking over the four strangers standing at the bar, she said, "Drink up. It'll warm your innards!" Looking at Alhadrial and Elidur, she said, "Miri is my name. What are yours?" she asked and then added cryptically, "Two more should be coming shortly."</p><p></p><p>As if in answer, the door was again opened, letting in some of the cold. Two more strangers entered dressed in furs, hats and other cold weather gear. Again Miri repeated the process of getting drinks and introducing herself.</p><p></p><p>Miri smiled once the six people were settled at the bar with their drinks. "Welcome strangers to Arbordale and Miri's Place. Know that you will have beds to sleep in out of the cold, food to eat and drinks to warm your bellies."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Toric_Arthendain, post: 910032, member: 9833"] The inn, simply called Miri's Place on the sign hanging over the door, was a large two story building, the largest in the small village. Inside, there was a common room that served as the only tavern for the village, a place to eat and for the locals to gather in. There were a dozen rough wooden tables scattered around the fairly large room. A bar, made of some exotic looking wood, stretched across the wall on the opposite side of the entrance. To the left of the bar was a large fireplace, with a roaring fire burning within. There was a single door behind the bar and a staircase to the right of the bar leading up to the second floor. No other patrons were present in the common room, possibly because of the early hour. Upon seeing Kuknar, the elderly halfling woman approached the highly polished bar, a bit of a smile visible on her weathered, wrinkled face. She was easily pushing 200 years old and walked with a stoop, her ancient bones creaking audibly. "Welcome to Arbordale stranger. What can I get for you?" she asked. Kuknar was shocked to say the least. Clearing his throat he replied in a hushed tone. "Actually I believe that I have come here to help you." He then looks around and continues. "I don't have much to give you, but I would like the closest thing you have to a stout dwarven ale. It helps take the edge off of the cold." "Come to help me, have you?" she asked. Not waiting for an answer, she turned to the large casks behind the bar. Grabbing a mug from underneath the bar with one gnarled hand, she proceeded to fill it with something from one of the casks. "This should be what you're looking for, stranger," she said, handing the mug to Kuknar. "The name's Miri. What should I call you?" Before Kuknar could reply, the door to the inn was again thrown open and another stranger entered. The clean shaven man dressed in dark forest colors approached the bar. Ignoring Kuknar, he spoke to Miri. "Good evening, Lady. It would seem I'm badly in need of food, rest, and a place for my mount. Unfortuantly all I can offer in exchange is to work off my debt. What say you, Lady?" Turning to Dane, Miri smiled. "Lady is a bit too formal," she said with a chuckle, "Please call me Miri." Again the gnarled hand produced a mug from beneath the bar and again she filled it, from the same cask that she had filled Kuknar's mug. She placed it in front of Dane. She looked back and forth between Kuknar and Dane. "You both know my name, what should I call you?" Outside the entrance to the inn, Alhadrial and Elidur watched as a human, shivering with cold, tied off his mount and entered the building. As he opened the door, they both noticed the warm glow coming from within. That inviting glow was enough to spur both to get in out of the cold morning. The skies were cloudy and hinted that more snow was coming. Miri smiled a knowing smile when Alhadrial and Elidur entered the inn. She beckoned both over to the bar to join the other two already standing there. Before either could say anything, she had produced two more mugs filled with the same drink she had given to Kuknar and Dane. Looking over the four strangers standing at the bar, she said, "Drink up. It'll warm your innards!" Looking at Alhadrial and Elidur, she said, "Miri is my name. What are yours?" she asked and then added cryptically, "Two more should be coming shortly." As if in answer, the door was again opened, letting in some of the cold. Two more strangers entered dressed in furs, hats and other cold weather gear. Again Miri repeated the process of getting drinks and introducing herself. Miri smiled once the six people were settled at the bar with their drinks. "Welcome strangers to Arbordale and Miri's Place. Know that you will have beds to sleep in out of the cold, food to eat and drinks to warm your bellies." [/QUOTE]
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