(The night was dark, the moon was full, and the sky full of rain. You trudged along in the mud. Until you reach a tavern with two stories. The windows from outside look warm. You can hear what sounds like music, and laughing. You enter the tavern. It’s definitely a lot warmer. The music is coming from a Tiefling lady. Her hands strum and slide against her Lute. She’s beautiful in an almost dangerous way.)