Weaving through the crowd a bit more, eventually the group moved from the bazaar to a more open fountain square that also had part of the riverside as a prominent part of it. More stalls and some other shops ringed the plaza, and the fountain had many a folk milling about it, some to rest, others to splash their faces to cool off, and some flicking coins into it for luck. And yet what stood out was the oh-so obvious inn taking up a large portion of the square, being one of the taller buildings in this particular spot.
“And there it is!” Manas twirled to the Freelancers. “Only one of the finest inns in El’zya, the Crystal Spring! C’mon, if the timing’s right my brother’ll be at the counter.”
As they followed Manas in, Soren took stock first thing.