Nothing like a nice, cool, refreshing bath to take away the stress of desert travel.
Once he was done, Morning Swirl was waiting for him at the counter. She looked him over carefully, then gave a nod. "You are looking much better. Now, it is necessary that we have a discussion of the services that are provided by the inn.
"So... I require of you that you are able to provide payment for food or use of the rooms. The cost of a meal is three silver coins, and the cost of a room is five silver coins." She hesitated a bit. "I will try to get something you are capable of eating. I... am afraid the thing that I have most similar to food griffons eat is the food I give to cats. I mean no insult, and I am very sorry if this offends you..." She blushed, then regained her composure. "Still, I have good tea. Is tea something you enjoy?"
"Let us hope your confidence is not misplaced, young one," said Audiences. "Your presence will help; a good example does wonders, and you are very respectful." She then raised a hoof. "Now, you both are dismissed. Enjoy your time in Mareabia, Miss Snowflake. Until we meet again."
"Farewell, General," sighed Blueshield. "Come, Snowflake. Unless you intend to do some more sight-seeing here, our next destination is the Waves' Edge."