The Forsaken Inn

[Nurvingiel]

"Now there's someone who's clear on who they are," said Nurvingiel, elbowing Galiforn good-naturedly. She went over to the newcomer to welcome the dwarf.
"Hello Lerin, welcome to the Forsaken Inn!" said Nurvingiel cheerily, pausing a moment when she realized her greeting was a total oxy moron. "Feel free to sit by the fire, or order drinks or food! No one else is eating, but we really do serve good food here." She glared at the other patrons. "Make yourself at home and I'll bring you whatever refreshments you need!"
A young boy, one of Mize's sons, appeared next to her elbow, and Nurvingiel was reminded about one small matter.
"At the Forsaken Inn, we like to have guests registered and paid right away," she said slightly uncomfortably. She didn't usually deal with money.