Dora led Karl to the hotel, and then looked hopefully into the fancy restaurant attached to the side.
"Meals on the road are included in the Guild Contract, right?" She asked hopefully.
Karl laughed. "Naturally. That necklace you're wearing is worth well over ten thousand gold coins. The Guild can afford to eat well."
It was one of the finest restaurants in the town, though that wasn't saying much for most Orcish Cities. Orcish cuisine wasn't well known for flavours, but this spot was run by an old Elf, and Elvish food was usually incredible.
Karl handed Dora a pile of cloth, and she simply stared at it for a moment, wondering why she was holding it.
"Equip it. It's an evening gown so that we meet the dress code for the restaurant." Karl explained as he changed to a white silk suit with a black shirt.
They walked into the hotel, and Karl gestured for a concierge to come to them. Dora looked a bit horrified, but the staff member came over with a smile.
