A Bard s Tale
Prologue Jester came stumbling out of the pub, a wall of joyous raucous at his back. Reeling into the cold night air, he hugged the young maiden he had met that night closer to his side. He’d just finished a gig at the Heartwood Tavern, when an exquisite young girl from Felwithe with an incredible pair of… eyes, offered to buy him a few drinks. One thing led to another, and rather quickly time found them laughing themselves silly on the floor while the staff graciously put up with them and...