Spring has come into full bloom in haven, in the evening the sound of crickets can be heard over the rabble of the tavern. The door swings open and in struts a vibrantly clad human, jingling as he walks, his giant plumed hat bouncing in stride.
"Evening Korigan, do you have anything summery on tap?"
Tyr states, voice taking a melodic tone.
A Sylvanii walks into a bar...
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*Korrigan emerges from the back room at the sound of the front door opening. He gives Tyr a welcoming wave and pauses to wash his hands before coming to stand behind the bar.*
"Welcome back! Summery? Hmmm... I've got a wood-elven wheat ale that goes down good in the heat. That might be summery, I suppose. Or some old fashioned Honey Mead. can't go wrong there. How've you been?"
"Welcome back! Summery? Hmmm... I've got a wood-elven wheat ale that goes down good in the heat. That might be summery, I suppose. Or some old fashioned Honey Mead. can't go wrong there. How've you been?"
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