The sun is starting to set in earnest as you make your way back to the Red Berry Inn. You're not looking forward to talking to Red Maggie, but Menno and Seam seemed confident that the ring on your finger could buy you a room for the night. Not ideal, but better than roughing it again. Maggie is still at the front desk. You give her a conqueror's smile.

"I'm back," as if she can't see that, "And I have this. I'd like a room, please." You pull the ring out of your pocket and hold it out on your palm.

"One of Ksenija's trinkets." Red Maggie looks unimpressed, but then shrugs. "I will take the trade. I'm on the losing side of the deal, you know. Ksenija's always peddling her backyard scraps in the market. But I have a use for a Kozyrev ring just now, and this way I won't have to speak to that horrible woman. Plus," she gives an inch of a shrug, "I do have some sympathy for your plight. Are we agreed?"

You have no idea why people in this town are so into trading shitty jewelry amongst themselves, but who cares.

"Agreed." You hold out your hand to shake, but Maggie doesn't take it. Instead she glides around from behind the desk and starts toward the stairs. "Follow me," she commands, and you do.

There's nothing special about the room. There's a window overlooking a small lawn behind the inn, devoid of decor. The setting sun isn't visible, but its giving off enough light to see a standard-looking queen bed, bedside dresser with a table lamp, and door leading into small bathroom.

"We do not offer laundry services," Maggie hums, flicking her eyes up and down, "but there are toiletries in the shower. If you'd like to take your dinner in the parlor, come down after full sunset. If you would prefer to stay in you room for the rest of the evening, I will bring a tray to you instead." Maggie whirls back to the door and the turns to face you, suddenly and alarmingly animated. She cracks a grin that makes you want to get in to trouble and her voice takes the quality of flirty banter. "We hope you enjoy your stay at the Red Berry Inn!" She gives an infectious laugh, which startles you enough that you immediately drop your ass on to the bed. Maggie has already closed the door.