[color=fff79a][h3]Lady Vehrna Solinus[/h3][/color]Vehrna sighed deeply as she took in the... Er, sights. As much as it irritated her, she couldn't let go of certain... traits of her nobility. Such as a disinterest in such... simple places as Blackford. It was not disdain, however. Indeed, she would guess her siblings would constantly complain about such a place. No, she understood on a basic level that this was a rather nice village. Clean, peaceful,  well-maintained... It just lacked a certain... opulence. Maybe she just wasn't as free from the desire of pointless luxuries as she thought? Perhaps she just needed more time to adjust, was all. 

	The Inn, however, was a different matter. This building unnerved her, it seemed menacing. But... She doubted she would feel that way if she hadn't received these orders she had been given. She was still wary of them, after all. Was this an elaborate plot to murder her? She had acquired a small amount of renown, but not the sort that would attract assassins... At least, that's what she thought. While she did not need the coin necessarily, she did know one thing; if the job payed this well, it was bound to be important. She had ruled out that the job would be... Immoral. You could hire a lowlife to do it for far less, and still have him convinced you're paying him a fortune. No, they needed a [i]Knight.[/i] She took a deep breath, marching across the street and through the door. 

	Now, there was a subtle distinction between an Inn and a Tavern. An Inn was a place for travelers to rest that provided food and short-term living arrangements. A Tavern was where lowlifes went to get drunk and then pass out. She hated Taverns with a passion, they were an absolute nightmare for her. All because she was a woman, and a pretty one at that... or so she was told. Drunks trying to court her, drunks picking fights with her because they thought her weak, even more drunks attempting to con her because they thought her stupid... And to say nothing of the attempted gropes. No sir, you didn't just 'bump into me'! Inns however, were far less of an ordeal. And it was clear this place was truly an Inn. That being said, there were dangers. 

	The most pressing issue, was how much she stood out from the common man. She was tall for one, and her immaculately polished armor was another. Fancy armor? Knight. Knight? Noble. Noble? [i]wealthy.[/i] Pickpockets were such a problem that she had to keep her coin in increasingly convoluted hiding spots. Today, in her boot. Obvious, yes, but impossible to steal without her noticing. The place was mostly empty however, the benefits of arriving early in the morning. There seemed to be a pair of other patrons, a... child by the looks, and an apothecary. She was slightly unnerved by his attire, but she had heard that diseases could potentially be repelled with such an outfit. Besides, if he was... unsavory, it would be easy to subdue him.

	He appeared to be peddling... Oh, great. Another of these fools. 'Cure-alls' and the like. It made her sick, taking advantage of one's vanity like that for profit... Not that she hadn't bought any such products herself. Not to use, mind. Indeed, she would toss them out as soon as she was out of sight. No, she found buying a bottle to be the only way to get them to... well, be silent. Polite refusals were only met with aggressive insistence, a more belligerent approach merely disturbed the peace... No, she had more than enough coin to spare, a bottle here and there was a non-issue. Unfortunately, she had forgotten the detail that she would have companions on this quest... the thought that either of those two could be travelling with her was not considered. [color=fff79a][b]"Good morn, Madam."[/b][/color] She said, slightly bowing her head politely as she slid her coin across the counter. [b][color=fff79a]"I Was given this coin and instructed to ask for the fourth room of this establishment... Am I mistaken?"[/color][/b] She asked, her expression serious, with a certain sincerity to it... Clearly, the thought that [i]maaaybe[/i] this job was supposed to be kept as low-key as possible was lost on her.