mistvale tavern ⋆ 𖤣 𖥧 𖡼 𓋼 𖤣 𖥧 𓍊 ⋆ ˚

 Among the dappled shadows of the forest glen's canopy is a small tavern, illuminated by warm lights and fireshrooms dotting the ground. "Oh, how creative and original," you say, standing at the door. There's a rough sign hanging from an equally handmade hook that says open.