Rooms

  You enter the pub to somewhat dim lighting.  You can see a plum moquette

that extends from the carved wood entryway to the bar and past it into a

lofty sitting room, stopping a few feet before a fireplace etched with a

fanciful pattern of intertwined vines.  These vines spread out on either

side along the stone walls, reaching the first of a line of wrought-iron

sconces, each holding thick black candles which give off a cozy glow. 

Cushioned couches and armchairs, upholstered in rich chocolate brown with a

dark plum overlayed pattern, are clustered around tables that are set about

the room.  A few old-fashioned stools stand against the bar, ready for those

who prefer proximity to liquor rather than comfort.  Tucked away in a corner

is a small bookcase holding some common tomes on magicks, religion and

various interests, including a series of satires.  A half-elven man can be

seen breezily making his way around the long mahogany counter to the various

groupings of patrons, serving food and drink, or dusting off unused

furniture and wall hangings representing the Arkanian landscape or abstract

spiritual artwork.