The Intoxicating Hues of The Trials Tavern

If you are one of the luckiest wanderers who have been traveled along the melodious wind calling from The Kingdom, you are bound to meet this place of warmth and welcoming. A rustic tavern on the furthest outskirt of The Kingdom where thousands of bards and birds of all shapes and sizes from all over the realms tame their anxious exhaustion with songs, stories, and drinks of any symphonies.

It’s impossible for you to not hear the endless laughters, cries, loud prayers, songs, and chants miles away from the tavern. Even though there has never been what you can call party there, it’s readily more intoxicating. You shall be shrouded in its crowded comforts, feeling spacious and liberated by its tender hue and cry.

The tavern is fiddled by two moose who has puzzled all stories both heard and unheard of, who can hear all melodies from all time and realm doesn’t matter how subtle it sounds, who has the abilities to mix and brew them all together into a drinks you will never know you need.

The Mood Brewers have been guarding The Kingdom for ages with their joyous trials in the tavern. There are swarms and swarms of wanderers come to the tavern and never leave. There are only about ten to twelve for every fifty wanderers able to leave the tavern. You have to resist being too comfortable and venture forward after seven days, or you will be cursed to be there timelessly.

Only those truly yearning to find a sanctuary within themselves can overcome the limitless conveniences provided, a truly Tenacious Wanderer. There are no magics, tricks, or flicks can get passed the trials quick. You either are, or are not, to pass the trials in The Trials Tavern.