Fortunately for the poor souls taking refuge among the ruins, there's nothing more insidious than a few equally homeless rats flitting through the shadows. There were certainly magical scars of fire and demonic magic, but nothing that was a cause for immediate concern.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, there is no tavern, makeshift or otherwise. The people here aren't even those who lived here when the town was standing, most merely sheltering here on their way through towards more safe places. Min could attempt to search through the rubble for some buried alcoholic treasure, but that would be in bad taste and the ruins have likely already been picked over, since they aren't fresh, by any means.