A green palm planted itself on the notice board, black lips and untidy teeth wrestled with a cigar that spread ash down to the pavement as the owner of the tobacco inhaled deeply. It set a cherry to a bright red, a red that made his bloody right eye ashamed to carry the colour. He spoke to...
A green blood stained paw of a hand placed itself upon the door of the Badger's Claw. It wouldn't be the first nor the last mark of blood imparted upon the entrance of the pub that was well known for its violence and unscrupulous patrons. Such marks came from either brawlers getting injured...
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