Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11462477-20150221212604/@comment-11462477-20150222231618

The strange tale of the Drunken Wolf Inn is about to begin. The Inn is rather large for what it is. It has three floors and a basement. The first floor is the main bar and common area. It is only mildly lit, with a large oak bar on the far wall, behind the bar is an old Redguard woman serving as the barkeeper. She may be old but has a keen eye for trouble and is known to be very charismatic. She moves back and forth behind the bar serving the patrons. As she slides a drink to a Khajiit in elven armor with a golden sword a guardsman walks into the bar and scans the room. The barkeeper nods at him and goes back to work. Upstairs in the second floor is the guest rooms. It has nine rooms, four of them have guests tonight. In room three sits an Altmer wearing the robes of a Thalmor Justicar, in room one a Dunmer reading a hefty tome. And in room three a female Bosmer steps out and goes down the steps to the bar area. In the third floor is the suites for the upper class. There are two rooms. One has a guest, a traveling merchant but the other sits empty. Back down in the bar area a man in blackened robes watches the guard from the corner of the room. Sitting at the central dinning table is a group of five people of various races all having a quiet conversation amongst themselves. Downstairs in the basement an orc cook hurridly prepares the orders for the night as an Argonian maid walks up the steps to start her cleaning duties. The air is tense, everyone seems to have a job to do tonight and a few feel as though bloodshed can't be far away. Begin