To the Village

Dusting yourself off, you shakily rise to your feet and get to walking across the cold sands. After a stumbling, crooked, yet surprisingly short walk you make it to the village.

A guard meets you there, "Halt! State your name and purpose!"

"Alia," you squeak a bit nervous at his force. "I was accosted by a witch and just woke up nearby. I was wondering if I might be able to find a place to rest for the night."

"Ah, I see," he eyes you up and down for a moment before grinning from ear to ear. "Well, there's a few options for you. You can either head up to Haris's Inn, it doesn't seem like you'll have the coin to pay him but you should be able to work something out, or you can stay here for the night and keep us graveyard shift guards company."

You pause for a moment, considering your options.