Shel walked away from the Store house with the long line of people. Heading to what she assumed was a tavern by the sign outside, though the words on it she couldn't read she knew the smell of stale ale anywhere. She walked up and saw an older man talking to a short nervous looking fellow. But payed them no mind they weren't in her way and she just walked past ducking slightly to get under the door frame and entering the establishment. "Strongest drink you have in the biggest mug you have." Shel said to the woman who seemed to be running the place at the moment.

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