After a few minutes of searching you come across an apparent tavern, the building is three stories tall and made of the same dark brown stone as many of the other buildings throughout the town, above the door is a sign baring the likeness of a dog painted black. The tavern is fairly busy with someone entering or leaving fairly regularly, every time the door opens the smells of food, drink, and pipe smoke flow out.
Upon entering you see that most of the tables are occupied although a few are still free along with a number of spots at the bar. A lovey young lady with auburn hair, pale skin, green eyes, and a light blue dress clearly cut to encourage tips greets you.
"Hello, my name is Grace, would you gentlemen like a table or a place at the bar?"