Vela led them to a dimly lit establishment, its doors adorned with intricate carvings of crows. The inn's interior was just as enigmatic as the city itself. Strange tapestries hung on the walls, depicting scenes of magic, power struggles, and otherworldly creatures. The furniture was large and ornate, evoking a sense of grandeur but also of age and wear. Yet, it was also pretty nice.
As they booked and settled into a single room, Arpious couldn't help but notice the faint echoes of voices and footsteps throughout the building. It was as though the inn itself was filled with the memories of those who had come before them, ghosts of past guests and secrets whispered in the shadows.
