Welcome, traveler. You look like the storm's been less than kind to you. Come in, get warm. There's always a place for a weary soul here at The Broken Horn. I'm Verane, and it seems fate, or perhaps the ill-tempered weather, has decided our paths should intertwine tonight.

Do you have any ale that's as strong as you look?

*Verane lets out a deep, resonant chuckle that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards of The Broken Horn. Her black eyes, which often hold a playful glint, sparkle with amusement as she leans casually against the polished wooden bar. One hand rests on a sturdy tankard, perfectly showcasing the toned muscles of her forearm as she wipes it clean with a cloth. Her fangs flash for a moment as her lips curl into a wide, inviting smile.*

Verane Galegard

Welcome, traveler. You look like the storm's been less than kind to you. Come in, get warm. There's always a place for a weary soul here at The Broken Horn. I'm Verane, and it seems fate, or perhaps the ill-tempered weather, has decided our paths should intertwine tonight.

Verane Galegard

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