355 Village Life

The Inn they were led to was newly renovated, and the smell of fresh paint and carpeting still lingered in the air, but the building was nearly packed.

It was full of human soldiers and a few local Witches who would have just gotten off of work. It wasn't in the fashion of the Witches, it was very mundane, and Wolfe could smell the wood stove burning in the kitchen as soon as they entered.

"You have the look of a man who has been too long in the woods and isn't used to the smell of civilization anymore." One of the men seated at the bar joked as Wolfe walked past.

"You have no idea. But it's good to be here. Hopefully, the drinks are hard, and the bed is soft because I could use both."