. . . From inside the warmth of the inn, a mild precipitation could be seen as droplets of water were coming through the opened wooden windows. The rousing bland draperies were quite expressive in their movement as the chilly breeze kept streaming in from outside. The pub was known as "The Eyeless Owl Inn" which was the main hub for must people in this little outpost town at the edge of the desert. The nights were usually always freezing cold in this region and everybody in this tavern was used to gather together to break bread and share a few alcoholic beverages. Every now and then, you would have a new traveler who would show up and have a modest meal with a drink but tonight was especially crowded! All seats were occupied and the place was buzzing with energy, laughter and screams of delight! In the center area of the pub were three individuals who were prepping for their music show. Beside them, were resting various musical instruments that looked quite foreign, sophisticated but nonetheless to say the least. In the back of the inn, the barman was showcasing a few hand tricks with his glasses, spinning them around and making them fly all around him. He was quite tall, proud of his twisted moustache and would always carry a serious stare, following up with a broad smile after each end of trick. Portraying a ton of confidence in his juggling skills, he kept entertaining his friends and guests while making them drunk at the same time. From the other end of the room, the innkeeper entered the cheerful tavern with contentment as he was quite satisfied with the current business night. A little wet from the rain, he walked through the crowd, wearing a grey waistcoat, a red bow tie with white dots and some clean black pants, he definitely stood out with elegance. Everyone knew him as M. Sherwin, well respected by others, he wasn't someone who would complain often and he liked to have a few drinks with his customers from time to time. As he approached one of his staff members with friendliness, he exclaimed himself arms open. "Zara! It's amazing to be back home, and I'm glad to see you!" He smiled and got closer to her, gently placing his left hand on her left shoulder. "Wouldn't you mind closing at least a few windows so our customers don't get too cold?" Before he had the time to blink, M. Sherwin got pulled away by his wife Leora and took him in the kitchen area for a surprise, it was his birthday after all and all his friends were waiting for him to show up! The Inn's accommodations consisted of a large room on the second floor, with beds and hammocks hanging from the ceiling. Burning candles were set up to light up the relaxing lounge and people could come upstairs to stay the night at a fair price. However, the smell of fresh and cooked cuisine from the downstairs' kitchen could be a little intrusive to someone's sleep. Food was served every evening and the menu tonight consisted of... Boiled Sausage and Salty Cheese (1 gp) Roasted Wild Boar Tongue with Artichoke (2 gp) Steamed Vegetable Soup. (1 gp) The night was young and as the three artists grabbed their unique musical instruments, the pub got submersed with assorted and melodious vibes that were enchanting the place and it's people. A long chain of dancing peers formed and as it was moving through the pub, it kept growing, grabbing whoever was in the way!