"You're staying at the Clashing love?" Doran blurted out. "That place only has love in its name."
Ramona was now at Milo's place, learning from Dorita about her duties and where everything was. Doran had brought a horse for himself; a grey courser. Diego was now silent, as he thought about what Doran had said earlier. It was Isaiah who told Doran about the inn they stayed in.
"What do you mean? That place served me well when I last went there."
"Yes, because you are from Pemphredo. Most of the people that come there are purist minded and will scorn anyone outside of their visions; that means Deimians, dwarves, and elves."
Nibur was right next to Isaiah. "We also have a lizard guy coming along," he said.
Doran looked at him with a dark face. "Well then, I suggest you move from that place if you guys want no trouble."
"What do you suggest?" Ruygard followed.
Doran went into thought, probably to get some profit out of the deal. "Is everything settled at the loves?"
