My meal was tasty but the noise of the chatter and others yelling to take up the dance challenge gave me a headache. So I wander up to my room and take a nap. Even up hear you can hear the ruckus from the tavern below. Sigh.
Krusten, tired from a day of strategic maneuvers with her army, decides to take a break at the tavern. As she enters she is immediately jostled into dance, but she shakes her head and rolls her eyes instead. "Dancing is not what I'm here for… ask one of the wenches, I'm sure they know how."