The heavy smell of various smokes, beer, and food roll out the open door of Kanti's local tavern, Faint Coyote. Inside it is dimly lit and nearly twenty patrons are dotted about, it's busy as usual, seeing how Kanti is a major rest stop in the plains and a good place to hole up for the winter.
The bartender somewhat regards you with his ashen grey gaze, more focused on loading a Minotaur barmaid's tray with frothy tankards of beer than newcomers stumbling in. Posters cling to the wall above the bar much like barnacles on a ship's hull, not that you'd find many of those on the prairie. A particularly recent advertisement stands out, ''Lifetime provision of shelter, food, mates, and riches for whom can recover our beloved God Naapi. Speak to Askook the Royal Cortesan.''
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Oh my! exclaimed a woman standing near the large open fire. She quickly slapped at a small section, of her flowing hooded cloak, hurridly extinguishing the flames which licked at its hem. Stepping away from the fire she assessed the cloak, determining it hadn't been damaged, she wove her towards the bar. Kind sir may I ask for a platter of cheese and goblet of wine. she enquires in a clear melodic voice.

The Gtihzerai bartender looked blankly at the woman for a moment, sighed, then quickly turned and told a passing barmaid to get some cheese.
Then he flung open the door of what appeared to be a storage room, catching the door before it hit the wall, seconds later the sound of weight bouncing off stairs mumbles out of the black room.
''Here you go,'' smiles a Human woman, gently laying a carved wooden serving tray before Serendipity and bustling off to serve more drinks, directly the barman had returned with a horrendously dusty bottle of wine, towelling it off, then filling half a tankard with the rich, ruby liquid, and handing it to you.
''Not from here are you? It's fifteen copper by the way,'' he stated, recorking the bottle and looking halfway interested in the Elfess, ''considering you just cam outta my fireplace. You a mage or something?''
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Serendipity thanked the waitress then turned to the Barkeeper; her face's flushed slightly, as she slipped a hand into a pocked, producing a gold coin. Handing it to the Githzerai Do pardon my miscalculation. she asked politely, respectfully waiting for any reply before adding Not that I've had the pleasure. I am  she replied her brow wrinkling in puzzled thought.

The man's eyes bulged slightly at the coin, pocketing it swiftly before anyone else saw it. He waved off her apology, ''could be worse,'' he shrugged, suddenly distracted by a possible brawl starting in the corner, leaving Serendipity to her meal.
Presently the Minotaur bustled her way behind the counter, narrowly missing her Human coworker's laden tray.
''Oh god I'm tired,'' she heaved absently mindedly, wiping the sweat off her brown and white-furred neck with a towel.
Looking over at the Gray Elf on the other side of the counter she smiled softly, ''Chogan just blew off didn't he,''' she didn't wait for an answer, ''ah, that man. Welcome to Faint Coyote,'' she beamed, pushing herself off the log wall she leaned against.
''This is the best tavern in the city, unless you count all the others,'' she joked, ''need a room, food, booze, even a job, just ask me and I'll help you. You seem nice. My names Wapun by the way, what's yours?'' the chatty barmaid was now leaning on the counter and holding her large head up with her hands, radiating childlike energy of curiosity.

The door of the Faint Coyote opens at that moment. A large red bird-man walks in, surveys the area. "...Howdy."

Then he notices the posters above the bar, and wanders over and starts looking them over...

In reply to Istvan Vanoson (msg # 6):
Chogan was returning to his place behind the counter, wiping blood off his sinewy hands from the squabble he had just broken up. ''What can I get for you?'' Chogan questioned the latest visitor, tossing Wapun a quick glare for taking a break so early.

"Eh? Oh! Um... Well... maybe a drink of..." He looks around... To Serendipity. "Ah, what's the lady having?"

''Wine,'' stated the Githzerai, reaching under the stone slab bar and pulling out the bottle, a few tables over a rather ostentatious looking man seemed to be watching the newcomers over the rim of his tankard.
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"Wine. Mm. All right... ah... well... How much for a... small glass... of wine...?"

In reply to Istvan Vanoson (msg # 10):

''Don't have glasses, ten copper for half a tankard. Beer is five copper a tankard,'' Chogan offered, raising a black, wiry brow.

Istvan blinks. "...I don't really get you people's coinage." He looks in a leather pouch on his belt and takes out a small silver coin. "...Is this worth anything here...?"

In reply to Istvan Vanoson (msg # 12):

''Tell you what, keep the floor clear of trouble and I'll let you have a room tonight, with some food and drink for that,'' the bartender looked at the young man questioningly, nodding towards the silver coin. The strange man who kept staring at the customer got up from his chair and leaned on the counter, looking his person of interest up and down, waiting his turn to speak.

Giving a Nod to acknowledge the introduction she was about to reply to
Chogan, who notices a trickle of blood emerge from the woman's hairline, slowly makes its way past her left eyebrow as it made its way towards her cheek. Feeling something on her face the woman reaches up and wipes at the trickle. Glancing at her hand and noticing the blood on it. Goodness how did that happen. she comments as she faints collapsing to the floor.
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Wapun looks stunned for a moment, then rushes from behind the counter and lifts Serendipty's head onto her lap, pressing her towel to the Elf's head. The Minotaur's dilated black eyes flitted around the room landing on the Birdman talking to Chogan, ''help me will you?''  ''Take her upstairs,'' Chogan mumbled, ''second on the left is free, take this,'' he dunked a pitcher into a barrel full of cold water and handed it to Wapun.

"Wow, things happen fast around here," said Istvan, and he did his best to get the woman upstairs. "...I hope she's all right..." he murmured...

When she was lifted she groaned in pain. Anyone who makes cursory check of her arms, finds she had substantial bruising on them as well as most of her body.
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"Hey, um, wait, is it really all right to move this woman?" Istvan asked. "She seems really kind of-- fragile?"

''Oh, I don't know,'' Wapun appeared more anxious by the second, barely managing to keep herself contained, ''Chogan?'' ''Don't look at me,'' he objected, ''I figure move her 'cause my mother used to have fainting spells. But nothing with blood though,''
 The odd man from earlier decided to join the investigation, gracefully squatting down, intently watching Serendipity, ''this looks like...'' he paused for a moment, attempting to feel for broken bones, then notices a bruise peeking out.
Soon her arms are revealed to have blackened and red marks covering them, ''by the gods, you've had a bit of trouble,'' the man commented.
He feels her stomach and ribs before standing, ''take her up, but gently! She might be bleeding inside,'' he takes a stack of towels and joins Wapun in the rear of the parade.
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Istvan resumes helping-- as gently as he can...