[the tavern is...as loud and raucous as expected. Drinking, laughing, shouting, a brawl in the corner--standard pirate town tavern stuff.
No sign of any birds, though :)
There's a young man behind the bar, polishing a glass. His pale blue eyes flick over to Edward as he walks in, briefly, before they glance away again, called back to his task]
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No sign of any birds, though :)
There's a young man behind the bar, polishing a glass. His pale blue eyes flick over to Edward as he walks in, briefly, before they glance away again, called back to his task]