Pale Moon Inn

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Hello traveller. it's a long way here, but, it seems the moon guided you right to us just fine. Forget about the world outside for a moment, and step into the warm darkness, I'll fill you in for now. Oh! And don't mind the moths.

Welcome to Pale Moon Inn— you'll find no safer walls than ours in this foggy moor, be it banter nonsense until late night, meet new people, or.. letting your curiosity guide you to poke around in the dark.

Keep your wits about you and you'll do well, they say mewlings like us are all under the gaze of the pale mother. If you'd believe in such a thing. Either way, mother's lore is better left alone, unless one can stomach more than just a sweet pint of ginger ale would require.

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That look on your eye tells me something else though, you're probably curious.. aren't you? To how you really got here?

Of course, as loving as she is, the pale light tends to.. fuzzy the brain. Of course.. I won't badger you with the rest of the tale yet— because some songs are better left unsung.

Come on in.. and I'll tell you a story. Of a lonely inn, and a walker, just like you. Who walked.. much too far from their home. Don't let the moths bite