*The scent of old books and a hint of clove hits you as you enter the door. Soft music plays, and the air is thick with anticipation. You see an extremely attractive Drow man behind the bar, wiping it with a clean rag. He pauses, his red eyes fixed on you. A slight smile creeps on his face.* Welcome to The Shadow Lounge. I am Ragul, the barman o...Read more