Jomo had traveled far over the last few months, searching for a fabled elixier.
His Father had told him tales of the elixier way back in his chidhood.
Was it a fable? Could it exist?

He was tired, hungry and had thirst........a thirst that he had been unable to quench with any fluid.

Did his tired eyes decieve him? In the distance he could see......
Yes.
An Inn. He could just decifer the strange symbols below the picture of the beasts head painted on the Inn Sign.
'proprioter...Thradia'

He smiled, pushed open the door and walked in.

Yuallica struggled up from the kitchen with a large cauldron full of boiling hot rabbit stew.

She dragged it over next to the bar and then surveyed it critically, "Well I'm certainly not going to try and lift it up there! People can help themselves from where it is!"

Yuallica glanced around the room, "Well, when more people start arriving they can anyway. It's got a bit quiet hasn't it?"

Mighty quiet...

Coming out from the shadows, Thradia puts a jar filled with flowers on the bar.

These here are for Miss Flutter. If you have not heard, she has taken a trip to the infirmary. We probably will not hear from her for a while, so this is a way to wish her well. And remind all that she will be back!

Now if we do not start getting some patrons in here, we're going to have to drink a lot of ale ourselves!

Eowyna wanders into the tavern.

"Vedui', il'er" *helps herself to a bowl of stew and a glass of wine*

*glances about warily for vampires before taking a seat at the shadowy table in the corner*

"Thradia, I'm sorry to hear that Flutter in indisposed. Give her my best, please."

Thradia's gaze travels to Eowyna at the sound of her voice. Thinking a moment, she smiles at her and removed the bandana that covers her ears so well.

Vedui'. Malia ten' yulna?

Aye, Flutter will be missed. We hope to see her back soon.

Prizim after being lost for a few days because she is not good with directions and loses her way almost on a daily bases, slips through the door, gives Eowyna a slight nod, brushes back the hood of her robe, smells the wonderful stew and feels her stomach start to grumble in protest of all the dried meat she had been eating on her trip... humbly asks for a bowl of stew, a mug of ale... and sits by the fireplace to enjoy her surroundings.

Jomo follows the actions of the others, taking rather a large bowl of rabbit stew and woofed it down.

As he crossed to the bar to sample the local brew he placed his lucky charm over the flowers on the bar.
'hope this will help Miss Flutter recover from her wounds'

Taking a seat near the warm fire he swiftly fell into a deep sleep.

Stepping form the shadows, with a glass of elven mineral water and taking a seat next to Eowyna. "Mela en' coiamin Eowyna, Oio naa elealla alasse' "

My apologies, Mortals.. I was detained far off in the snowbound town of Wintermoor, attending a Knighting. Hand me a vial of blood, Thradia.. the restraint was tiring and I hunger.

Giving Spyderbite a dirty look, she rummages behind the bar and pulls out two vials. Inspecting them both, she throws one into the trash barrel, and hands the other to Spyderbite.

That one was a bit watery. You've been gone for too long. I can not keep blood fresh for that long!