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The Wilted Butterfly Tavern

By DevilishLunar
Sitting on the Outskirts of Dralia, there's a forest. Within the Forest is a clearing of trees, within the clearing rests a Pub named The Wilted Butterfly. The Butterfly serves as a safe haven for all creatures alike. Running this bar is the wizard Voltair the Reborn. Appropriately named, as he hosts two souls, one old and one newly reborn to this world. One can find a fresh meal, or a strong cup of ale. All it takes is to walk through the enchanted doors, allowing yourself to fall prey to the alluring aroma. Be careful though, not all spirits who reside here are carefree. Some harbor resentment towards a species differ from themselves, so while you may rest, be sure to keep your guard up.
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The wind had died down as the sun began to set overtop the forest that surrounded the Wilted Butterfly. Candle flames flickered within the windows, shining brightly through the stained glass. Merriment and laughter could be heard within the confines of the Tavern. Standing behind a bar that was parted straight in the middle was a man in a red vest overtop a grey tunic. On his hip was strapped a spellbook, holding within it incantations and scriptures of ancient magicks. This was Voltair the Reborn, First of his name and host of this establishment. Food could be smelt by those that entered, fresh pork and bread burning to life in the ovens and skillets, ale pouring freely into magical tankards that lifted themselves to the guests. One would not go hungry here should they have coin.

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