Dark Star Tavern
Lions Keep
The tavern was dark and smoky as Kad walked in. He'd had a long day, training with swords in the keep. Recent news had reached his ears of Murloc raiders in a nearby fen. He was here for two things, a drink; and to make light of the situation.
The King didn't like Murlocs. Neither did the Silver Order.
"Barkeep! I'll need a glass please! The finest Ale you have!"The barkeep slid him beer, and he slapped down a gold coin for his trouble.
The massive hulking man leaned back against the counter, obersving elves, bards and the like making merriment. His eyes were searching for a likely side kick. Someone good with a blade and their wit...