And so it was, that upon awaking in the morning, that the Tavern Keeper felt significantly less discomfort. He then noticed what appeared to be a crime scene on his side of the bed, one to rival this one from 19 years ago.
Off to Urgent Care to make sure the wound is clean and then... posting!
Holy shit I have catching up to do.
Beasts, Inconceivable (Alphabetised) - Reading through a book about the back-parts of the Beowuld manuscript; a truly strange beastiary, even by medieval standards. It is pleasingly mad and i...
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