Aug 3, 2020 7:51 am
It's been a miserable rainy day for travelling. Ever since you started your various journeys this morning it's been unseasonably cold, steel grey clouds have been covering the sky with steady rain falling upon you, a stiff wind whirling it into your faces and a fog has been growing throughout, obscuring your vision to the point where you can now only see a few hundred feet ahead of you. There's been no reprieve the whole day and your moods are darkened accordingly. You're not even sure where you are exactly anymore, you've been travelling so much lately that the dark woods and the marshy land is starting to look the same.
Finally around noon, with your spirits at an all-time low, you see your salvation from the elements as a tavern appears ahead. It's a small, modest, slightly crooked stone structure with a small wooden sign hanging above the door. As you get closer you see a drawing of a noose and the name "The Hangman" underneath it.
You step inside and the atmosphere is much warmer than you anticipated. It's surprisingly full with locals chatting and laughing together. A fire blazes in the hearth and starts to warm you up as soon as you step inside. A rotund bartender looks up and smiles as you enter.
Finally around noon, with your spirits at an all-time low, you see your salvation from the elements as a tavern appears ahead. It's a small, modest, slightly crooked stone structure with a small wooden sign hanging above the door. As you get closer you see a drawing of a noose and the name "The Hangman" underneath it.
You step inside and the atmosphere is much warmer than you anticipated. It's surprisingly full with locals chatting and laughing together. A fire blazes in the hearth and starts to warm you up as soon as you step inside. A rotund bartender looks up and smiles as you enter.
OOC:
Let's get started. Please introduce yourselves as you enter the tavern
