As Talia vaults over the railing, Thumbs jumps up out of his chair in shock. He takes in her wild hair and rank odor and is just beginning to reach for his knife when she speaks. The sound of human speech coming from this creature is enough to stay his weapon hand, but not enough to wipe the look of distaste off his face.
"Ye can drink out here, if these folk'll have you. If you want to drink inside or stay the night, ye'll need to have a bath."
He looks back and forth between the wild woman and the elf lover and shakes his head. Then he addresses the table at large.
"Beds are 5 silver a night. A gold piece if you want one in a private room. For another 5 silver we'll give you three hot meals. Baths cost a silver. These first two rounds of wine are on the house. If you want more, ask inside."
He stalks to the door and then pauses to collect himself. He turns back towards the table and you see that his gracious but impassive expression has returned. He makes a short bow in the party's direction.
"A pleasure to have you all with us."
The innkeeper goes back inside.
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