Emilio Antonio Remanza and Emanuel Vasco Remanza now referred to themselves as Emilia Remanza and Manuela Remanza. The rest of the crew had almost instinctively devised similar feminized Novofortian names for themselves as an attempt to not disturb too much of the peace. The crew of Novofortian women entered the tavern slowly, as many of the men in the tavern gave them a few looks. Emilia would head towards the innkeeper by the bar. He was an older man with grey receding hair and a frizzy beard.
"Not often we see sailin' ladies in these lands nowadays.. what can I do for ye?" The innkeeper asked, eyeing their sailors' choice of attire with interest.
"We'd like some rooms for our crew for the night." Emilia would say, looking back at her crew.
"Alright, then, lasses.." The innkeeper would do a headcount on each member of the crew before totaling it up. The total cost ending up being around four dozen dinheiros, which Emilia would pay hastily.
"I hope you don't mind, but some of ye might need to share some rooms, the place pretty packed tonight."
"Uh, sure! We don't mind." She would look back at Manuela. "Looks like we'll be sharing a room tonight, Manuela."
"Not at all, Emilia." She would say with a smirk on her face.
The crew would enjoy their time in the tavern, with your typical tavern's good time of drinking and singing. The crew were even embracing some of the cat-calls they received from the horny sailors, teasing them a bit with their new female bodies, before finally calling it a night and heading upstairs to rest.
Emilia and Manuela would share a room, as they said they'd do earlier. Each of the rooms were humble in appearance, and like the rest of the tavern, were made mostly of wood. One of the particular things to note about the room was that there was only one bed.