"The Lion Rampant" Tavern [Inside]
A dark-haired man with a burly physique is here.
A stout and curvy lass with dark hair lingers here.
A lanky, sable-haired woman is standing here.
A doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass is settled on a brown leather-covered couch by a large, stone fireplace, warming her hands up.

Shaking his hands clear of the rainwater which soaks his robes, a tall,
cerulean-eyed man looks about a moment before heading over toward a
doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass is seated upon noticing the young
woman.

You get (x3) a clay pot of crimson dye from a dark red pouch of russet wool.
get pot pouch

You ask a doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass in Harnic, after removing several pots from within the pouch at his waist,
   "This is what my wife gave me to give to you. Still wish the dye, Constance?"

A doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass blinks her eyes closed, her head
dropping a little further as she continues to nod off. She hasn't noticed
you or anything else in her drifting until she is spoken in which she jerks
awake with a light screech as she is startled by the sudden words. Eyes wide,
she swivels her head to stare at you, opening her mouth then shutting is
with several awakening blinks.

A doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass tells you in Harnic, stammering,
   "I- um.. I- aye, yes..."

A tall, cerulean-eyed man smiles a bit with an amused cast to his features,
still holding the three pots in his hands while he listens to a doe-eyed,
strawberry-blonde haired lass's reply.

You put (x3) a clay pot of crimson dye on a brown leather-covered couch.

You get a handful of silver pennies from a dark red pouch of russet
wool.

You put a handful of silver pennies on a brown leather-covered couch.

You tell a doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass in Harnic, after setting everything aside on a brown leather-covered couch beside the young woman,
   "This is what she asked I give you. If you need anything else or it's
    mistaken, please speak to her."

A doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass asks you in Harnic, blinking her
eyes, still a little bleary as she confusedly looks at the items on a brown
leather-covered couch,
   "I- only need the dyes, wh-what's with the coin?"

You tell a doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass in Harnic, in a gentle baritone,
   "She asked it be returned due to the delay in her getting to you."

A doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass tells you in Harnic, looking up,
reaching to rub at her eyes and stifle a ywn,,
   "Um- If you wnat to give her back the coin, 'tis fine. the dyes are
    enough. But if you're insistent, I guess.. um- thank you."

You tell a doe-eyed, strawberry-blonde haired lass in Harnic, dipping his head politely,
   "Larani shield, good luck in keeping warm."

A curvy, dark-haired lass steps out of the way of the entrance.

A tall, cerulean-eyed man moves off toward the entrance of the tavern,
dipping a respectful nod a lanky, sable-haired woman's way.

A burly, dark-haired man follows suit.

You begin walking southward, robes sweeping about his boots.