Sheath’s Taproom
Just from looking in the open windows, you can tell Sheath's Taproom is a raucous, bawdy...
Just from looking in the open windows, you can tell Sheath's Taproom is a raucous, bawdy...
Trumpets erupt with startling fanfare as you approach, greeted by a swath of smiling...
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The victor stands victorious, a hush falling over the spectators. In that moment, her...
The knight, sheathed in dented armor, stands wounded but triumphant. His visage streams...
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I pull back the bowstring like a circus master pulling back the curtain. What flies forth...
The battlefield is my circus: my bow bends like a contortionist and launches my arrow...
Like a juggler at the fair, my hands move in complex spirals—too fast to track, too...