Kellman, with a hand on Howard's shoulder, remarked, "This place deserves a better name, one that matches the beauty of this path. Before coming here, I thought it would be a dark hole where you can't even see your hand in front of your face!" Everyone heartily agreed.
Tina, checking the map and swayed by Catt's repeated suggestions, decided that they would rest at the tavern.
After a short while of navigating the intricate web of alleys, the group successfully arrived at their destination, an unassuming street.
Kellman pushed open the tavern's worn wooden door, and the amiable innkeeper greeted them promptly: "Welcome, everyone. What can I get for you?"
Everyone ordered their desired drinks, with names Howard had never heard before.
He decided to go with the same strong liquor as Captain Kellman; his wounds were painful, and he knew he wouldn't sleep well without a drink.
