The Tavern of Spring didn’t have a door out in the open. To access it, one had to take a small leap of faith so to speak. Into a well. It was the Wishing Well attraction of Funderland, not used all too often, but a nice area where one could relax and unwind. Benches were around in the garden, which had stone pathways and various flowering bushes around. Some weren’t in bloom, but some were, as Spring had made sure they had seasonal blossoms around.
Once down the well, you enter into a rustic, but inviting Tavern. With wooden floor and beams, it creates a warm atmosphere. There was a bar with stools, a few tables and a fire place, that had a few comfortable looking chairs around it. A door in the back, which was currently closed, lead into the Hedge, a small area they had claimed.
Sera was standing at one of the tables, translucent hands currently brewing tea. Though there was the smell of fresh coffee, which was quickly overtaken by the smell of fresh cut grass. Her long golden and silver hair was down, trailing down her back and brushing the floor, which had wildflowers in full bloom around her. She wore an oversized sweater dress, that somehow still looked amazing on her figure, a white tank top or bra poked out. The only jewelry she wore was her engagement ring and was softly humming to herself as she waited for Cassandra.
Cassandra Reeding
@Shenanigans