As Drewdop left the tavern, an old dishevelled woman got up and stood on a table, screeching a disharmonious rendition of some old folk song that passed for live entertainment in Reveefton. The usual crowd had settled, and harpy hour was beginning.
As Drewdop left the tavern, an old dishevelled woman got up and stood on a table, screeching a disharmonious rendition of some old folk song that passed for live entertainment in Reveefton. The usual crowd had settled, and harpy hour was beginning.