ARANN THULE – Drow owner of the Willow Tavern
Arann took Kalista’s arm, and glanced across at Guilin. The warforged nodded and the three of them headed to the gate, through the sleeping marketplace, and down the steep harbour streets to the entrance to the Cerulean Hills.
It was very dark but they all knew the path well. Arann began to think of the tales he would tell people back at the Tavern. The fight with Xuun became even more dangerous and exciting as he planned the story. He was looking forward to telling it, and also looking forward to a cool tankard of his favourite ale.
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