ComradeSenpai's Badass Fantasy Game IC
It was a spring evening. The heroes of our story found themselves in a small tavern, the Rat's Head, for reasons of their own. It was by no means a respectable establishment, but a somewhat cozy one, serving cheap ale, and strong liqour, and "stew" straight from a boiling pot over the fire to its customers, an assortment of rough looking men. The owner of the bar stood behind the counter, eternally shining a single mug, and several female servers constantly strode back and forth between tap and alcoholic.