Grand Opening

[Adara]

Rhiannon looked around the bar. Beneath her hood she smirked. She had plans for this place. Such elaborate magnificent plans. Soon, soon. The first customers would come in and she'd see this place succeed. She'd send adventurers on their ways perhaps a little too merry from their drinks their stomachs full from food but with the ideas in their heads of adventures to find and places to visit. She ran her hand lovelingly over the old wood. Yes she had plans for this place. All would be welcome here and if they should try and test her rules, they'd find Rhiannon was not what they expected. Satisified with the look of the place she opened her doors to all.

When one first entered they were assailed with the oldness. Yet it neither reeked of dust or mold. Indeed it had a refreshing, appealing scent. There was music, lively vibrant music. Where it came from they didn't know but it was there. The palce was inviting and the woman behind the bar alluring. She wore a white dress. Her vibrant shoulder length red hair stood out against the plain color and her eyes were a vivid green that held secrets and mysteries. Her smile was warm and inviting as she lend over the bar, handing a mug of ale to an orc.