(my mistake...first visit to the Inn, bear with me as I get the hang of things... )

*Suddenly, Caratacus realizes that Boromir is serving a Pixie! He tries not to stare rudely but never having beheld sure a rare and almost mythical creature, he is unable to tear his eyes away from the miniature woman-like creature. Her beauty is astonishing, despite her diminutive size. Finally, Caratacus tears his gaze away and refocuses on Barbus and Rathil_Thads.*

The door opens and a figure stands at the entrance for a second, then without hesitation approaches the bar and sits down.

"A meal and a room please."

She reaches into a draw string bag and pulls out three small jewels, which where she came from were worth something.

"What can I get for these? She asks.

They were rubies, shiny and deep red in color. The people here probably had never seen such cuts on a stone. It was all she had to barter with for food and accommodations.

"Morgan Sava is my name." she said.

Then she looked around the room and found all eyes upon her. She was not comfortable with that.

"Good day fair lady," Boromir replies pouring the elvin wine from a elegant carafe. He then goes to the kitchen to fetch a plate of boar's stew with dark bread.

*bows*
"Thank you, Spirit"

*Icarus clears his throat, and strums a chord upon his lute*

"'Pon my return to the Crimson Vixar,
I saw a sight, 'twas most bizzare,
A "lady" who'd stepped off a boat,
A laceration across her throat,
A friendly pixie came and cured,
This gash; her voice now restored,
Another friend I too did meet,
A silver Wolf stood by her feet,
And through all this, my good friend "Rat",
Ran away, p'raps to fetch his hat,
And that is all occured so far,
My second night in the Crimson Vixar"

"Nay! Not I! You misunderstand. I refer to Rathil. All in good jest, of course"

"Gladly! Just give me a few moments to arrange my thoughts and find a good rhyme for "sulking, lilly-livered Elf"..."

"Thank you, Spirit. It's nice to know somebody appreciates music around here"

I traveled around for a bit, until I found this forest. Not like anything you have ever seen, well maybe you SPirit. That is where I met Silver here. *he looks up at his mistress with loving eyes* He is Alpha male of his pack and took care of me. They adopted me as one of their own.
I didn't think much of it till things started to change.

"Me? I have travelled far and wide in search of a muse, inspiration for my songs. A great warrior, mayhap, or a band of adventurors, so that I might compose mighty songs of heroism. Perhaps I have found such a muse in thee?"

Oh yes, I am doing much better thank you. I may be half elf but I am certainly all woman. Too much so for most men, I have found.
she smiles wickedly at the memories.
She looks over at the group, takes a long drink from her bottle and walks over.
she looks over at Icarus, "thank you for the invitation." and sits down in an empty chair. Silver walks over to sniff everyone.
She looks around,"where is that Kadis? haven't seen him since I drank that grog, did i scard him that bad?" wanting to get the pixie a drink.

Ah but Spirit, don't you remember this from the Green Dragon?