Ithilnur grimaced slightly. It had only been a few minutes since he had gone offshore and already the ash was staining his robes. Resigned, he sighed before heading towards one of the many alien-shaped buildings scattered around the city. 

As he walked through the door he could immediately tell it was a tavern: the dimly lit rooms, the thick smell of alcohol on the air, and many patrons looking like workers or guards. 

His boots made a light [i]tapping[/i] sound on the stone as he walked by, his head turning left and right to see those inside. He approached the somewhat worn wooden bar, where a friendly looking Dunmer stood, running a rag through a tankard. "Greetings traveler, ain't every day visitors come to Vvardenfell, what can I do for ya?"

Ithilnur pulled back his hood, "I'd like a basic map around Morrowind, if you've one to offer, and a meal that hopefully is of better quality than that on ships." 

The barkeep nodded, squatting behind the bar and rustling through a few items. "Ah, yes, here we are! Bit dusted, but in good condition and should be up to date! Only 10 Septims."

Ithilnur took out a small coin purse, handing it to the barkeep. "Now then, traveler, just have yourself a seat there. One of the attendants will bring your meal t' you." The barkeep added before going back to cleaning the mug.

Ithilnur offered a small nod of thanks before moving to one of the corner tables. After a few minutes, a Dunmeri attendant approached him, a wooden plate vacated by a few horker steaks, some steamed vegetables, and a goblet of wine. 

Ithilnur gave the man a few more Septims and took his food, eating alone whilst looking at the map.