You enter the inn, there were kobalts and a dragonborn. Of course, there couldn't be any dragons in this inn since it was too small for them. There are few such inns in Danielson. But still, you came here for a reason. Among the drunken kobalts and dragonborn, you notice someone. An elite-looking cobalt. Her armor glittered with gold, and the sword on her back was clearly a sharp and powerful. You approach her. Alifia was sitting at the table, looking up from her mug of Tea in her hands at you. She sighed slightly. Do you need my services as a mercenary? Mind you, I charge quite a lot of money. But be sure I can help without any problems, I know all of East Danielson. So be sure of me.