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You wake up in a cold sweat, but maybe it's not sweat. As you roll over you find yourself atop a grassy hill. The grass is wet all around you. Your eyes try to focus on the surroundings but all you see are the dim glow of what would appear to be some sort of purple fireflies. You look up to see several moons and you know you are not in Kansas anymore. By this time your eyes are adjusting to the moonlight and you start to see shapes...a distant treeline and what looks to be a path lay before you. It leads down the hill and you hear what seems to be music...it's very low but it seems to be coming from down this very road.

You walk for some time when you come upon what appears to be a large tavern. A large hanging wooden sign above the door reads 'The Duck and Cover' with some otherworldly scrawlings below it. You enter cautiously and you a greeted with aromas both flavorful and foul. The din of the crowd has your head spinning and you feel your feet go out from under you when a barmaid grabs you and props you up against the bar.

As your eyes begin to focus and your head stops spinning, you notice the barmaid who helped you is asking you something. You'd like to answer her but you can't remember how just at the moment.


You look around and see all manner of people congregated here...some fairly strange creatures as well. Small green skinned creatures haggling with a very short man about a shipment of weapons. A fairly tall, cloaked figure making some sort of gesture toward stocky little woman that had just bellied up to the bar. There's a large open area where a couple of half human half horse were deliberating with a somewhat terrifying looking man-beast...or is it a female...you're not really sure. Just then the barmaid comes back with your drink. Apparently this one's on the house.