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goldbludgeon · 1896 days ago · link ·
The door clatters shut behind you as the smell of stale beer hits your nostrils. You see a wisened old dwarf peering at you over the bar, cleaning a glass. A quick glance about the inn reveals the regulars posted up in their normal spots. A dark haired elven woman is the only one out of place. What do you do?
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goldbludgeon · 1896 days ago · link ·
The old dwarf looks at you with a smirk upon his face. " Six pints of bitter eh? The world may end, but only fer yerself. " He quickly slides you six tankards overflowing with an amber liquid. " That'll be 30 copper." P.S. Nice reference.