Jul 26, 2017 10:02 am
The Nightstone Inn is small but charming, run by a shield dwarf named Morak. This night the Inn is full, at all of the tables there are people eating, drinking, and laughing at each other's tales. The largest table is taken up with a group of humans in leather armor - mercenaries, by the look of them - who have been drinking more than they have been eating. The music of the bard playing in the corner can barely be heard over the noise.
