The Spinner's Rest

As Cirra and Lassim made their way through the town, the ground beneath their feet was consistently damp, releasing earthy, swamp-like scents with every step. The air was thick with moisture, and faint mist hovered around the luminescent street lamps, adding an ethereal glow to the evening.

"The Spinner's Rest is just ahead," Cirra mentioned, pointing towards a quaint two-story building adorned with motifs that resembled spider webs intricately woven into its structure. "It's one of the nicer spots to stay, especially for travelers who aren't from around here. You'll understand a bit once we're inside"