"Welcome to the Golden Basilisk Tavern Friend!" says a slender red haired woman. She is wearing a plain pair of blue jean shorts, and a black tank top, her hair pulled back into a tight pony tail. "Been a long time since we had any new visitors. We closed our doors to the public for some time, due to the problems that occured before. But you look trustworthy, and hey if you stumbled here and don't know how you got here, well that means you must be here for a reason. Can I get you a drink?"
She moves behind the counter and fetches you a drink, as well as one for herself. Taking a look about the room you stand in, it is amazing. The hardwood floors have some scratched and gouges in them, but there are a number of wooden tables and chairs, a staircase leading up to rooms, and even a section of this large taven is set up with punching bags. However the one thing that catches the eyes is a solid gold statue near the massive fireplace, it is of a basilisk.
"Oh you may wonder about those, but I find that they keep the patrons from fighting back when we were quite public. The stress wasn't worth it though. Now we have the ocasional traveler, and of course those that have come here seeking refuge. This valley is inside a magically protexted valley on a mouhtain top. Perhaps it was a volcano at one time, but now it is lush and a perfect place for those who want saftey and peace." She moves closes her office door and heads to the main door. "I can give you a tour of the place if you like, or we can talk more in the office if you like. Ziam can watch after the place while I am not here, and handle with new comers.
The statue moves and nods it head speaking in a deep voice, "That I can Kirri, no worries." |
