((OoC: This thread is semi-open. Although the conversation is primarily between mine and
@Lloyd Orodelo 's characters, the inn is a public building, so feel feel free to have your character wander in and relax (or maybe cause a little disturbance). ))
Sparks flew and the fire crackled as Liarri stoked the flames in the fireplace. Evenings in winter weren't always the most pleasant for either the guests or the innkeeper, but the old doe always tried her best to keep her customers as comfortable as possible with only a few rooms and a small, quaint fireplace. The fact that she was still in business after three decades was a testament to her ability to provide.
Content with the current state of the fire, Liarri leaned the wrought iron poker against the hearth beside the old cooking spit.
I need to hire someone to do this for me.... she thought, straightening her back as she rose to inspect the rest of the room. The inn's main hall wasn't the most fabulous room in the world; a large chamber with cobblestone floors, thick wood supports and planked walls. As there weren't any guests yet that evening, the long tables and benches stood empty as the old doe walked slowly beside them.
Fire's done... I'll start cooking when the guests start arriving...... she thought... A sudden
knock, knock, knock from the old wooden door behind her, however, broke the cervine's train of thought and made the fur on the back her neck stand like needles.
Looks like I already have company....