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Speed dating at Blacktusk Inn - Part 1

Added 2025-02-02 20:48:16 +0000 UTC

You stand in front of the door, and knock seven times. No more, no less, as you were instructed to. You lower your hood and attempt to undo the mess the sleet and wind made with your appearance. As much as you hoped it wouldn't rain tonight, it does at least make reflective surfaces easy to find. The light coming from one of the inn's windows shines on a nearby puddle. It's not very strong, possibly to allow the patrons some privacy, but it's enough to let you make a few quick adjustments before the sound of heavy footsteps approaching the other side of the door jolts you back into position.

You hear a heavy metal lock slide from the other side. A large minotaur opens the door, covering the door's entire frame with his own. Even if the acquaintance that recommended this establishment hadn't informed you, his clothing would have quickly given away the man's profession.

"We're unavailable for the night", says the bartender, with a deep, gruff voice. "Private event."

You dig into your cloak and quickly produce the invitation. A simple parchment reading "Blacktusk Inn, Lone Rose", the names of the venue and event respectively, adorned with a wax seal in the shape of a pig's hoof. You hold it in front of the bartender.

"Very well. You can come in. It's not often we get, eh... one of you, in here."