History
They say there are two sides to every story. They say history is written by the victors. Well then, let us not tell you of our history, for time, will tend to change how it's told. Instead, come with us to the Taverns of Time and look upon the events that led us here yourself. Will you follow the steps of Eva Fairchild, or the hoof-prints of Latsari?
Welcome to the Ravenwood Arms
There are lights ahead in the darkness of Duskwood. You pull your cloak closer and head towards that beacon of hope in the dank, dreary woods. As you draw nearer, sounds emit from the dwelling. “Could it be?” Music travels on the breath of the night’s air accompanied by a chorus of voices and laughter. Your weary steps carry you closer.
Looking up, you see a hand carved wooden sign swinging in the breeze. Ravenwood Arms “A pub? In this forsaken place?” Should you knock? Just as you lift your hand, the door is flung open and standing in the threshold is a red-haired woman who smiles warmly at you.
“Hello there! Welcome to the Ravenwood Arms! I’m Eva Fairchild, won’t you come in and join us?”
What will it be? Will you step inside and follow Miss Fairchild?
As you step inside you see a bulletin board on your left with two sheets of parchment pinned on them.