you sit in the Beached Leviathan Tavern in the city of Neverwinter. Your drinks are refreshing and your food is delitful, and the bard making a fool of himself on the small stage is definetly entertaining. your server, a Tiefling girl with the most dazling eyes walks over and in her scottish accent says Is yer food alright, sir? need a refill on your ale?
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