The Dead Man's Rest

There is a small bar at the far end of the common room but men and women in aprons are busy carry trays of food and drink from it or returning with empties. The tavern seems to operate a waitress service. Almost as soon as you find a table a young lady in one of the staff aprons approaches to take Ever's order.

A buxom woman in a frilly gown puts her arm around Ben's shoulders, "You look lost, squire. Looking for anyone in particular?" You hear someone nearby snigger.