The Tavern ~ revamp
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Officially, the guilds held the cards when it came to information, particularly the Venture Guilds. They either gave license for Abhohunts, the best (and legitimate) commissions and information was reliable and to date. Tavern gossip had taken a second-hand, but was never to be dismissed. One might come across the same information if not details left out by the petitioners. Most often it was considered off the books that was desired, putting the loner or party on the trail to fortune or fame.
Rema could deal with the wafts of ale and cast, pipe smoke, rowdiness and occasional belts of song. What she hated was the distinct feeling of not belonging. Not that she expected to find comradery in the one place she loathed growing up, it was the fact that among those with similar goals, her aspirations did not fit in. She came across naïve for wanting to learn, hesitant when she was holding back and seldom was called on again unless merit was all that concerned. It would have to do for now.
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