This was not an inn at all. It had a bar, but it wasn’t a bar. Apparently Lynx had walked right into a brothel. This made her scared since she had never visited one before and her parents had always warned her of them. They had said that they were full of vice and bad people and that pretty boys and girls weren’t safe there. Lynx could take care of herself but she felt scared anyway because the atmosphere was so strange. So she just stood there not knowing what to do.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she felt herself tense up. She turned around and discovered a strange woman was standing there. Lynx thought it was an elf at first because of her pointed ears but then she saw the yellow eyes and sharp teeth and thought otherwise. 

“Hello.” the woman said “Are you sure you’re in the right place?” 

“No, I don’t think so.” Lynx replied and shook her head “I wasn’t going here at all. What is this place?”