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A wanderer enters the tavern. His tale one similar in nature to the weather outside, dark and gloomy. The usual's keep one eye on the newcomer while maintaining their conversations. The wanderer leaves a trail of dampness and mud to the bar where he sits. He signals the barkeep for two ales. The man fills the tankards for him, and hands the to the wanderer; the wanderer then hands the extra to you. This is where our story begins.