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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Grayn" data-source="post: 6104294" data-attributes="member: 6705164">At that moment, a tall woman, dressed in a dark, long gown, a shawl over her shoulders and her alabaster hair, held up in a loose bun with a modest headband, walked confidently through the door and towards the elf. She carried a long, black cane with a clear crystal handle and the smell of jasmine and incense followed her.“Whatever room is available will be adequate, Joasten.” She said to the elf as she placed an elegant hand on his arm. The elf looked up at the woman and weakly smiled; then he looked back to the half-orc.“Just give us a room and send all expenses to the Lady Gollertine estate.” Joasten concluded and turned to the lady.“Dame Morrowgrim, we have a table for you.” Joasten motioned to the table in the back. Dame Morrogrim moved passed the elf so gracefully that it almost appeared that she was not walking, but floating. The clicking of her cane and soft sounds of her boots on the wooden floor were the only things that betrayed the illusion.“Please let Lady Gollertine know that her hospitality is most graciously accepted and thank you for your assistance, Joasten.” Dame Morrogrim said and then leaned towards the elf’s ear. She whispered something in his ear that made the old elf smile thinly and slightly blush.“Oh, thank you, ma’am!” he said, slightly flustered, as she sat down in the booth. As she slid onto the bench, flames suddenly leapt to life on the ends of the two candles. The youngest elf let out an audible squeal in surprised which garnered the immediate attention of Joasten.“Alright, out!” he said with a quick clap. At that, the four left the inn in line. Joasten turned and with a deep bow to Dame Morrogrim, followed his team. “Shellia!” Dame Morrogrim spoke to no one in particular. The small figure that was behind the four servants, appeared from hiding in the heavy curtains. She approached the table and lowered her hood to reveal a young hafling with hair as red as her cloak.“Take this letter to Lord Ellingwood in the clothier’s district. He is expecting it.” Dame Morrogrim handed the girl a letter with a red wax seal. “Stay in the area and I will send Olkoi when it is time to depart.”“Very well, ma’am.” The halfing said with a slight curtsy, as she slid the note under her cloak. She turned and headed for the door while putting her hood back over her head. She was nearly out of sight, moving through the shadows by the time she exited the inn.Just as the entire entourage departed and Dame Morrogrim was settled in the booth, the barmaid arrived with a bottle of wine, a glass and plate of various cheeses and hard bread.</blockquote>

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