Rowan

…Elf? Caster?

Da was right about cities.

"Find the entrance I came through, I guess. Light my lantern before I enter this time." She has a funny look on her face, as if the smell is finally getting to her.

"…Uhm. You own a tavern? Did a man named Jorin ever stop by? Thrice a hand taller than me, brownish hair, scar looks a bit like a fish across his right hand?"