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The inn's common room is rather empty. Often, the local villagers come to these establishments to drink and gamble, sometimes even bet, but here, only a fat, grumpy woman glares at you with annoyance as you disturb her knitting. You wonder how this place can still call itself an inn if visitors are treated like this.
“Yeah,” says the woman, “I'll take care of ya. Whatcha want? Some food or a straw mattress? I do either at the usual price. One coin, that’s it. So, whatcha want? I ain’t got all day!”
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If you wish to ask the woman about the current situation, go to 37.
If you want to take a rest at the inn, pay 2 Coins and go to 43.
Or else flee the premises at 5.