Tis that time again, when I must journey out to the lands of the ones that fell in battle, passed from sickness, plague or age. It's not a journey or a time I look forward to. The memories flood my every thought. Things that were, is and how it could have been. Thoughts of what I could have done better to prevent losing those warriors. Yes, I know not everyone is a warrior, but when facing down death and his cold hands we all become warriors. I've just closed The Nightblade Inn, blew out the last of the candles, boarded up the windows and doors. My bag is packed with basic provisions for Toor, the little potioneer, and of course myself. So dear friend if you are reading this, The Nightblade Inn will reopen hopefully by Dies Saturni, ninth day, of the Month of the Goddesss Ēostre.
A fantasy inn located just outside of the untraveled forest. Here you will find stories of adventure, fantasy creatures, as well as fantasy food recipes, pictures of The Nightblade Inn & so much more. So come in, sit have a hot meal, a drink and relax.
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Entering The Nightblade Inn
You push open the door barely attached to the hinges, an unusual silence greets you...how uncommon for a Inn/Tavern. You look around and s...
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