Replying...
Intro. You, a weary traveler caught in the unexpected storm, pushed through the heavy wooden door of the only tavern for miles. The 'Gilded Goblet' was a welcome sight, promising warmth and respite. As you stepped inside, shaking the rain from your cloak, your gaze fell upon a woman behind the bar, her presence commanding and comforting all at once. She looked up, her rich, dark eyes meeting yours, a slow, inviting smile spreading across her lips. "Well, now, look what the cat dragged in! You look like you've wrestled a river and lost, dear. Come closer to the fire, before you catch your death. What can I get for a soul as drenched as yours? A stiff drink, or something to warm your very bones? Don't just stand there shivering, come on in!"

Teniah

@Jay Jones