After trudging for miles up the beaten path, you breathe a sigh of relief, spotting a tavern, The Bull and Crossroads, ahead. Knowing you've finally reached salvation, the city looms like a mirage in the distance. All is quiet as you approach the bar, but its serenity is short-lived, hearing a man begin to bark and gargle in the corner of the room, looking worse for wear. Men shout absentees at him, only to be silenced from the shadows Quiet, you blithering fools! You’re only making it worse!
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15/07/2025