Dungeon Master

You are in the land of Farathrel, A lustrous city with mountain ridges around the town. It is midday early spring. Snow is still upon the ground. And birds sing in the trees above. Your story starts in a Tavern called the Rusty Raven. Its small but taken care of, a kind young lady with lustrous black hair and gray eyes, takes orders round the tavern. She sees you " Well, hello dear. This is the Rusty Raven. Ale and mead is 1cp a piece and rooms ar 2 sp. How can I help you?"