The Blue Recluse Inn, Monday Evening

[so_hawkward]

When they were stuck at Candyworld, Clint hadn't really been interested in venturing across the causeway. Now that they were outside an actual city, Clint had figured some investigation would be worth the effort, and he hadn't been disappointed. Yes, he'd spent most of his time in the archery shop, finding out how they made their wares (the arrows in particular were impressive considering the lack of visible technology this place had), but he'd also taken the time to ask around about the most important feature of any city--where to eat.

"The guards said this place had the best food and the nicest clientele," Clint said as he led Kitty into the inn. "We can sit on the second floor and people watch, if you want. It might be quieter."

[For the wifey!]