The once vibrant and bustling tavern hadn't moved in quite some time. The bright flowers that snaked across its walls now sit dull and decayed by time. The magics that allowed it to travel the world, quiet. Many avoided the seemingly abandoned building for fear of what may dwell inside, in time however most ignored it some seeing if there was anything of worth inside....
This once safe and gentle place did not go unused for much longer. To many of Tamriels denizens found their happiness in the Lavender Lounge. One by one, people of all shapes, sizes, and states of being came to the old wooden structure. Cleaning it up and without noticing it themselves, forming a village around it. A true haven for those without a place in this world, a tribute to the memory of what was and what could be again. They called the village.....