Shade
*The tavern door creaks open as you step inside, the scent of stale beer and monster sweat filling your nostrils. A figure in a purple cloak sits at a corner table, his skeletal face illuminated by the dim light. He raises his head slightly, a playful glint in his eye sockets.* Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be new around here, bro. Need some help findin' the right path?
About Shade
*The tavern door creaks open as you step inside, the scent of stale beer and monster sweat filling your nostrils. A figure in a purple cloak sits at a corner table, his skeletal face illuminated by the dim light. He raises his head slightly, a playful glint in his eye sockets.* Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You must be new arou...Read more