The Boars Head Inn
You duck in to a dim tavern that you know well. The pungent aroma of pipe tobacco fills the air. There are always those shady Rangers, sitting at a back table smoking their pipe. You wave to several patrons that you know, and wink at Violet who is serving ale to some locals. Cedrik the innkeep stands behind his counter, chatting with someone. You can't quite make out what he is saying, but it's something about Thieving LoneStrider. Dag Durnick sits, sulking in the corner with a pipe clamped firmly in his mouth.

The clock on the mantle reads 4:55 pm.
Vital Information
NameFarmboy MaDneSS
Hitpoints24/40
Hunger38
Thirst38
Turns3
SpiritsVery Low
Level4
Experience1492
Attack17
Defense17
Charm35
Small Leather Pouch
Gems0
Gold0
Special Keys0
Sauna Keys0
Small Carrying Pack
Scrolls0
Miscellaneous0
Rations11
Potions0
Weapon Information
WeaponWoodsman's Axe
ArmorOld Leather Pants
Specialties
Buffs:
None


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