((This is my first roleplaying thread, I'd love to get some critiques and tips on it! Aaaanyways... The scene is set and I'll play any necessary NPCs))<br/><br/><b> The weather-beaten tavern sat atop one of the many rolling hills in the shadow of Alterac, overlooking Lordamere Lake. Few architectural details could be seen, creeping vines covered the structure’s every wall, the only thing that gave the patrons an inkling of the building’s age was a way-stone which seemed ancient. The stables, however, seemed pristine, its walls were made of a polished grey stone which shone under the setting Sun’s final rays.<br/>
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 Inside, the tavern was even more impressive a sight than on the outside. Various weapons and trophies covered the stone walls, chandeliers hung from the ceiling, age-old wax drips hanging from them. Even though the establishment seemed to be in the middle of nowhere it was filled to the brim, the air thickened by the smoke coming from the stocked blaze that raged in the fireplace and the hearty laughter, cheers and conversations that came from all manner of Horde and Alliance members. The atmosphere would make even the most battle-hardened warrior drop his guard to enjoy a drink and the music coming from the band playing in the farthest corner. <br/>
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