Kurzans fresh start

Lots of information came to him in Tortage from the sailors and adventurers travelling to and from the port and he became a simple, care-free citizen finding his way in the world pouring pints and heaving out drunken louts. But one particular afternoon in the sweltering summer heat a very strange thing happened and Kurzan's life was about to take yet another twist.

The tavern was quiet, the bustle of activity in the street could be heard outside and Kurzan let out an audible sigh as he looked over his only three patron's. Business had been tough since the arrival of the Red Hand, as if it wasn't tough enough already competing with the Thirsty Dog down the other end of Tortage. Afternoon was passing, he could tell from the shadow through the open door, business would start to pick up as it always did in the eave but he still never seemed to manage enough customers to make much of a living. One of the guests dropped his mug down on the bar uttering a thanks as he turned towards the exit "No problem, don't forget to come back now" called Kurzan in his deep voice as the patron exited. Kurzan picked up the mug and began wiping it idly with a ragged cloth as he saw another enter the open door...

Ravenna opened just to enter a place full of intoxication. Though, she felt at home with people who surrendered to the bedlam of their enclosed mind. A dreary table at the end was shown ans she walked slowly to it. Slowly she lowered herself and lent back at the rather cold wooden wall which the table was close too. Empty mugs and saliva was shown on the table from the past customers. A small frown was heard as she looked upon the 'bartender', ordering him about.

(( Sorry Perennial this was suppose to be in my application ))