a tavern somewhere

Julienn stared at the building ahead of him, an aura of anticipation almost seeming to form around him. Finally after days of looking for work he had been apprenticed to a cook in an only mildly ramshackle tavern. It had been agreed upon that his training would only occur after hours, and that...

Somewhere in Vel Anir… “Where in Kress’ arse is she putting it?” A short man with surprising girth to his torso exclaimed, stroking the stubble on his square chin. One thick arm nudged a man who was much taller than him but resembled the long, thin shoots of bamboo found around Dornoch. It was...