A human male in a rather lavish outfit is currently playing on the small stage, he's good but not great - Rianna has heard him play night before last. The overall mood of the place is pleasant despite bad weather.
Shakurd is running the bar and the few tables near it like a pro, as are the rest of her people. This place seems to be use to the farmer and mercenary crowd currently here due to the recent harvest.
Food here in The Scoundrel and Dirk is actually good considering the price:
Current Menu of the Scoundrel and Dirk:
Wheat Porridge, Mug of Beer (5 cp)
Roasted Pork and Curd Cheese, Tankard of Mead (9 cp)
Smoked Oxen and Leek, Tankard of Cider (10 cp)
Roasted Turnip, Mug of Bitter (5 cp)
Roasted Sausage and Watercress, Tankard of Ale (12 cp)
A group of five individuals enter out of the rain - two elves and three halfings - all dressed in various adventurer gear. They nod to Shakurd, who points to a large table near the fire which until now has been empty despite the packed nature of the room. A bag of coins flies from one of the halfling male's hand and hits heavily on the bar.
"Thanks Shakurd," he says in a lyrical voice before the group makes its way to the table.
OOC: Everyone give me a Intelligence roll to identify the group if you want :)
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Private to Anastrianna: Give me an additional Investigation/Intelligence check please, as you've been here 3 days and probably have heard some rumors]