Southern End                                           -      N      - 
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The guests are much more gruff and unruly here as the servants hurry
along to clear the mess of ale and half-eaten food before it gets too
filthy.  Weapons and armor are thrown carelessly about the floor, while
raucous laughter fills the air.  Some burly men offer decidedly caustic and
embarrassing remarks at a passing maid.  Upon close inspection, the tables
and chairs are in a state of disrepair, some even missing a leg or a huge
chunk chipped off near the edges - obviously sliced away by some sharp
metal.  Maybe rumor hasn't been unkind to this tavern at all.  
     A crystal wine glass filled with chilled spiced wine sits on the table.
     A chair stands here almost ready to fall apart.
A disgusting drunk is slumped here uttering nonsense.
A disgusting drunk is slumped here uttering nonsense.
A disgusting drunk is slumped here uttering nonsense.
A primitive ogre is here scaring people away.