Novelas y relatos de Blackbeard Tavern

Kaelen bit down hard on his lower lip, looking like he was ready to face death itself. Suddenly, it felt pointless, so I got out of the bed and left the room without looking back. Over the next few days, I didn't go home. Instead, I spent my time drinking at the biggest tavern in the city. This was the famous Beastkin Lounge, where every server was a different type of beastman. Some even offered special services. That day, I was completely wasted. My gaze wandered to the delicate-looking beastman beside me, quietly pouring my drink.