Ah of course, a master of the arcane arts. Arriving at the capital to seek a higher training has always interested you. 

The carriage has deposited you at what seems to be an inn of sorts, much better than the ones you used to see back at your homeland. The atmosphere is welcoming, with a touch of chaos. You glance around at the entrance, seeing as it was fitted out to have a bar of sorts. You walk up to the bartender and ask for a room, to which she happily accepts your money and gives a key.

"Well, I guess this is where I'll be staying for a bit of time." You sigh, flopping down into the bed provided and gazing out the window, being met with an equally beautiful sight as what you saw when entering. 

You decide to...