Head back to The Chicken Rooste (Random Encounter)

Shiloh grunts as he takes a seat in the tavern on the bottom floor of the Chicken Rooste, rolling his shoulder as he removes his bag and places it on his lap. Despite everything, the thing to make him the most sore is carrying around all of his materials with him, though he is unwilling to leave them behind in his room. He has ran too many campaigns where players have broken into random people’s rooms to steal random trinkets to think that that would be a good idea.

Shiloh orders a large but simple meal, getting change back for his gold pieces in the form of the more common silver and copper pieces. This also allows him to confirm that the currency did in fact work how it did in D&D, making him feel more confident that his knowledge would be useful.

The door to the tavern opens, and Shiloh can feel something wash over the room. The patrons go silent for an instant, eyes turning to the new entry with awe, greed and lust. Shiloh too turns his attention towards the door.

The woman in the doorway clearly stands out. Far from the simple tunics most people in town wear, she wears a long brown coat that hugs her frame and accentuates her thin waist. Her cuffs are golden and she wears black shoulder guards with golden wing protrusions coming out of them. Beneath this she wears a white shirt with a high collar and over that is a green corset that pushes up her bust.

And what a bust it was. Not the largest Shiloh had seen, but the woman knew how to show off. There was a good handful there, and with how the corset pushed it up it was hard to keep one’s eyes off of it. This was not helped by the fact that her shirt was left unbuttoned over it, creating a window to show off her cleavage, her modesty, if she had any, covered by a golden bra.

Her pants were white and seemed skin tight. A couple ties along her outer thigh made it clear that she could not simply pull them off. Her feet were covered in knee high brown boots with golden heels and other decorations. Her hands were covered in white gloves. A white and gold belt hung loosely over her hip over her coat.

The woman and peach colored skin, full pink lips, brown eyes and neat white hair that was kept short on one side and longer, chin length, on the other. She appeared human, but her white hair, given her apparent age of early twenties, seemed strange, making Shiloh question that assumption.

Her steps were long and confident, her shoulders back and her head high making her seem powerful and imposing. Those greedy lustful eyes soon turned away, seeming to come to the conclusion that they would be biting off more than they could chew.

So it was quite a shock when the woman chose to take a seat at Shiloh’s table, directly across from him.

She gave him a half cocked grin as she waved someone over to take her order, asking for whatever wine they had before shooing them away. She simply sat there, grinning at Shiloh for a moment, before speaking. “You look new. What’s your name?”

Shiloh shifted in his seat. “My name is Shilo Rivers. Pleasure to meet you. And you are…?”

“Aliona Glimmergaunt. Pleasure to meet you as well.” She crossed her legs, placing one knee atop the other, and leaned forward, resting her cheek on one hand while her elbow rested on the table. “So, tell me, how long have you been in town?”

“I only just got here yesterday.”

“Is that so? I arrived this morning, and got quite turned around.” She paused as a woman came with her wine and Shiloh’s meal. “Have you found everything alright?”

Shiloh nodded, taking a second to chew and swallow a mouthful of food before speaking. “I had a bit of a guide. Helped show me to the inn and point me in the direction of where I wanted to go.”

Aliona hummed. “A guide you say? Oh that must have been helpful. Perhaps you and I could explore the town some time.” She did not phrase it as a question, more as a statement. She leaned back and downed her glass of wine, leaving it on the table as she stood up. “Thank you for the company, Shiloh. I hope we can share another meal like this again.”

And with that she sauntered over to the inkeep, dropping some coin in his hand and taking a key to a room before disappearing up the stairs.

Alone again, Shiloh finished his meal and thought on what to do next. He had met quite a few women since appearing in that field. From Aliatis the monk to Holly the clerk, that mysterious woman in a cloak and now Aliona.

There is still time before the sun sets.