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Ril steps forward, and after 1 minute of hushed arguing, the Bouncer relucantly lets the overgrown feline in.
As you step in, the lighting remains them same: warm and homely. But, it immiediately becomes apparent to you thast the Boucner wasn't there just to stand there: there are two 'sections' to this 'Tavern'. On one side and slightly sdmaller than the other section, a restaurant-type ordeal with a bar, many tables and a mouth watering aroma radiating away from it; On the other side, what could only be described as a medium-class Brothel and an even bigger bar than the other; you can see they serve the same food on both sides.

"You may choose where we seat."

"I think that it is *Ril's full name* right to make the decision. He is, after all, the one who convinced the guard to let Shalla in."

Ril seems both overly nervous for some reason and somewhat disgusted from the sight before him, and doesn't notice what Demetrius said.

"Do you not wish to make the decision?" Demetrius says.

"So, where shall we seat ourselves?"

"What? Oh. One of you can make the decision, I don't....care." He seems deeply disturbed when saying that, and everyone can easily tell he's lying (terrible roll is terrible)

"I will," Demetrius says, taking charge. "We'll sit there." He points immediately to the smaller, non-brothel half.

"Alright, which table shall we go to? One in the corner would be best so Shalla isn't in the way."
He pets her again.

"You may choose."

Zankul walks to the corner and stands aside.
"Please, I would like the outer seat."

You walk over to the non-brothel half and seat yourselves; There is an Elf Bard playing a Harp in one corner, creatting very good background music,the atmosphere is gentle and relaxing. The walls are made of an exotic Teak wood, Zankul notices.
A waitress comes up after a few moments and asks for your drinks. She is still scantily clad compared to normal dress, but compared to the Brothel portion, she might as well be a Noble when it comes to dress.

"What would you recommend?"

The walls are made of an exotic Teak wood, Zankul notices.

Dibs just said that Crona went into the brothel.

"Nothing for me, thank you."
Demetrius is not disgusted, he feels sorry for them. His face shows nothing though.