A fire crackles in the hearth as many stare sullenly into their mugs. The keeper continues to wipe the same tankard out as a young woman makes a half-hearted attempt to lift the mood with a song. Which one of them will be next? Farmer Dalven over there in his customary hat and the scars over his blind, left from a near miss with a goblin? Kospin the cobbler hunched over the bar as he peers down into his still full mug of honeyed mead? Dalia the baker sat at a table in the corner, henpecking her husband?
A cold wind whistles over the chimney, a herald to the coming storm. Old Man Galen is complaining that it'll be a bad one, his hip tells him so. Something faint can be heard in the distance. A scream? No one moves to investigate. No one asks any questions. No one seems to care.
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