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... ked walls, broken signage, and a roof stitched with rusted metal plates and scavenged bones.
Smoke poured from shattered windows.
The scent: sweat, blood, and sour ale hit Ian like a fist the moment the doors creaked open.
"Welcome," Lyra said with a grin, sweeping her arm theatrically as they stepped in, "to the end of the world."
Inside, the Tavern of the Damned was alive with chaos.
A bard with a shattered lute played nonsense chords in the corner.
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