Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

You rise early one morning to find a raven of the darkest midnight black, perched on the tail of your bed. Within his shining beak is a letter, of which you carefully remove and open. Ignoring the beady-eyed beast at your bed, you read the letter stating,

Dear Friend,

I invite you to my Shimarka Le'van Hotel, or simply called Le'van hotel by your fellow... outsiders. The place is gorgeous, with shining banisters of gold, lush beds of sheep's wool and swan feathers, and a 24/7 meal service in bed. Our food is all hand gathered and prepped by our finest chefs. I promise you will be entirely satisfied with your stay. The reason I invite you this evening is to celebrate the 100th birthday of Le'van hotel's founder, Pascal Décès Le'van, who still lives somewhere far out in the Shimarka Valley, alone, with his loyal cats and famed ravens. The taxi will pick you up shortly outside your door, and do not bring much. All necessities will be provided by the staff, that I promise. I do hope you can join us briefly, my dear friend.

Sincerely,

    Your friend, T.F.D 

Not recognizing the name, but admiring the hotel's beautiful sound, you quickly go to pack your bags and step outside in the pouring rain, awaiting your ride to the Shimarka Valley.