The Musty Goose
The first thing that strikes a prospective client upon entering the Musty Goose is the smell; a tired and damp atmosphere is permeated with something almost peatey. The interior is dingy, lit by half burned candles and the green-tinged light filtering through musty windows not cleaned this decade.
The clientele aren't much better, those that can be seen are a handful of individuals wrapped in cloaks almost as ashamed to be there as the tavern seems to be.
The barkeep is a tall individual, but drawn and gaunt looking. They loiter uncomfortably behind the bar, seemingly unsure if they should speak up and serve something, or leave people to their shaded business.
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