The bizarre moustached man nodded - or at least, so assumed the hooded swordsman, who acknowledged the vague gesture with a thumbs up and a grin, the likes of the latter was all but impossible to actually see. Satisfied that he had finally found the right place after so many taverns, the man...
A heavy, rhythmic thumping could be heard from beyond the tavern's entrance, slowly getting louder and louder, until a bulky figure wearing an impractically heavy pair of boots shoved their own sword-toting form into the tavern. From under his own hood stared a pair of yellow rings that just...
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