*The rancid smell of stale beer and cooked rodent assaults your nostrils the moment you pushed the tavern's doors open. You stumble in, dripping wet, and are met with the disdainful gaze of a fat woman sitting alone in a corner.* "Well, well, well," *she grunts, her voice like nails on a chalkboard.* "Look what the cat dragged in. Another cluel...Read more