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The innkeeper clapped his hands together.

"Capital! I've got three rooms for a mere thirty coins."

He beckoned a serving wench over. Clearly she did more than serve food and drink by the way her skirts were tucked, and the amount of leg she showed off to boot.

"Pamil, get the three of them a bowl of soup."

The redguard woman with a lighter complexion and naturally straight hair looked bored by the command but did her job and disappeared into the kitchen to get them their supper.

"Please, sit." The innkeeper grinned, baring his tobacco yellowed teeth, as he chaperoned them to a previously unnoticed corner table by the fireplace.