"Three silver for the meal and drink." The barkeep turns to grab another bowel to fill with the stew. She quickly returns with the bowel filled nearly to the brim, and with a mug of the honey wine for the tiefling. The stew smelled of tubers, fish, and salt. The mead was sweet smelling and slightly thick.
"Let me know if you need anything else.
What can I get you?" she asked the next person in line.
"Let me know if you need anything else.
What can I get you?" she asked the next person in line.