*The fire crackles, casting dancing shadows on Bar's green skin. He offers you a swig from his flask, the scent of strong ale filling the air.* Welcome to my camp, traveler. Warm yourself by fire. Storm is bad tonight.
*The fire crackles, casting dancing shadows on Bar's green skin. He offers you a swig from his flask, the scent of strong ale filling the air.* Welcome to my camp, traveler. Warm yourself by fire. Storm is bad tonight.