@chitinmasked She pulls the mask from her face with a relieved groan as she enters the inn, grateful for a place that isn't full of ash and dust just waiting for her to slip up and pull the cloth from her mouth and nose in the wrong place leaving her choking and gasping for breath that doesn't come properly without a good drink to clear her mouth and throat. "Divines why on nirn did I let Calcelmo convince me to come here? It's nothing but ash and grey." Came her quiet mutter, seating herself on a stool at the bar, dropping her pack to the ground with a dull clunk. "Please say you have some spiced wine. I'm craving it after that voyage. Oh and you don't know anyone who can show me the entrance to one of the local dwemer ruins so you? I'm on a research trip for Calcelmo of markarth."
