Welcome to Life of Fiction: Tales from the Roadkill Tavern.
Pull up a chair, have a drink, enjoy the company.
Tonight he’s got one hour of flesh, a betting slate, and a plan that is, and I cannot stress this enough, a terrible plan.
"Something's being whispered two seats over. Come sit with the regulars and find out." - Jaime
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