The spectral calm of the Veiled Lantern Inn wrapped around the trio calmly, as the laughter and noise of the various transactions from the market seemed to dim in their ears.
All they heard was a ghostly echo of the occasional chime and whispers that quickly faded as the door shut behind them, cutting them off from the outside.
The mist beyond the window thinned, folding back into the moonlit gloom as the Market slowly vanished for the night. It was such a beautiful and mystifying sight that allured Elara, who quickly took out her notebook and took some more notes.
Inside the Inn, everything was quiet. All of the students seemed to of headed to their individual rooms and were sleeping, leaving only the trio awake, who were exploring the Inn for the first time.
The inn was built from pale blackwood and inlaid with veins of moon-crystal that pulsed with faint warmth. The walls seemed to breathe with soft mana-light, and each step on the velvet carpets produced no sound.
