The Singing Lady is a tavern, set on the coast of Dragonblight. The owner, a beautiful Blood Elf, a red dragon, whose name is never known by the patrons of the inn, is usually not around. The barkeep is a battle hardened Night Elf warrior who has not been in battle for years. His daughter works in the evenings as a waitress.
The two chefs are a young Human female, and a Tauren male, both experienced in cooking. Upon seeing the tavern, one sees a stone building, windows boarded up and seemingly a cold building. As you get closer you can see firelight through the spaces between boards.
As you approach the doorway, a sign stands above the door, nailed lopsided into the cracks of the stone building. It reads, The Singing Lady.
Upon entering a sign against a nearby table reads, "No fighting!" in all capitals. There are booths and tables all over the room, several braziers around the room in strategic places, so even if it's crowded, no one could trip or knock them over. There is a fireplace next to a flight of stairs, and over the fireplace is the head of one of the many stags the roam Dragonblight.
On the other side of the stairs is a heavy wooden door, with a sign saying, "Do not enter!" On another wall rests a counter, with glasses, dishes, a small open window, and casks of ale, beer, and wine.
The tavern also has one floor of rooms. The rooms have a simple bed, warm blankets, a bedside table, a dresser, and extra blankets. An unlit lantern sits on the dresser and a candle sits on the table alongside a box of matches.
Aliaa sipped a small glass of Pinot Noir, one of the wines they served at The Singing Lady. She smiled at her father as he cleaned a glass, and he smiled back, without looking up. It was creepy when he did that. She looked around the room, then went to stoke the fire in the fireplace.
She sighed, hoping it wouldn't be too busy this evening. Aliaa looked towards the door as it opened, watching someone enter. . .
((And just in case it isn't clear, im the barkeeps daughter. :P Ok so anyways. . . Open to anyone. . . .))