You walk into the tavern, the feint scent of incence, and decay escape the door as you brush past three cloaked figures playing snooker and singing merry tunes, and the sound of musicians playing in the background. You walk to the bar tender who whispers in your ear
"You have stumbled across thy tavern of fallen shadows and fallen warriors" he passes you a pint of blood and says "this ones on the house, remember this is a neutral ground, speak of your journeys, your travels and never start fights, for you will be thrown to the burning sun light." Please Invite atleast one person to join this group :)