A meeting in the inn (anyone)

[Erlén]

The inn was gloomy and run down, but still crowded. Erlén sat in a corner, his pipe in the hand, watching the door and those who entered with narrow eyes. The times were strange, and he had had news of orcs and other creatures of Sauron roaming in the area.

[Yelaeta]

Yelaeta walked into the inn, keeping her hood low. She positioned herself in a dark corner and ordered a pint. Her sword rested on her hip and her face was shaded by the hood. She looked around slowly, scanning her surroundings.