Lordly Libations

Long have adventurers been banished to accommodations akin to that of a stable house. Hard tacky mattresses, often filled by straw, with moth-eaten sheets and mysteriously stained blankets that have seen a hundred winters within the creaking and uninsulated walls within the humble alehouses. Stinking of brew and vomit, the inns of shepherds, lodges of … Continue reading Lordly Libations

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