Flame Adept.
"Please check me in," I requested the receptionist, gesturing towards the four large trunks stacked behind me and the heavy bag slung over my shoulder.
"A big room will cost around one silver coin per day," she informed me, scanning me from head to toe.
'I told you that you should've done your hair properly. Now she can't see your pretty face, and no discount for us,' Blaze chimed in with his usual teasing.
"It's fine. Get me a room for four days... no, five days," I decided, not minding the lack of discount.
The receptionist nodded and diligently recorded my information in the registry. She handed me the keys, and I gratefully accepted them.
With the keys in hand, I made my way down the corridor to room number 12. Upon entering, I was pleasantly surprised by the spaciousness and the abundance of sunlight filtering through the windows.