I’m a little late on the repost, but here’s the next chapter in the story of how Matticus and I save the kingdom.
While Revis and Matticus were both loathe to follow Drun out to get a drink, it had been a long and winding road, and a long time since they’d had something to wet their whistle, so they agreed to go to the Cantina.
The Jester and Knight marveled at the wide array of creatures, big and small, out on the desert street as they walked a short distance to the bar. The wind blown sand tore at their exposed flesh and they were thankful for the armor they wore despite the oppressive heat. Stepping into the bar, they had to wait a moment for their eyes to adjust to the darkness. A band played live music in one of the darker corners and the place hummed with the incessant chatter and clinking of glassware only found in places where people gather to share their triumphs and miseries.
“Hey Drun, what…
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