
Timestamp: 20th Day of Summer, early evening
The day was nearing an end in Alvadas and Tainon was returning home from work. On the corner of the street he stopped and looked up at the sky. He saw that it was still light blue, although it was slowly turning darker and darker. The sun was bright orange and its half was already behind the horizon.
Everything suggested that it is really summer now, but…He looked at his feet and sighed. The streets were covered in snow. He sighed again and resumed walking.
The Isur was still clothed in his working clothes – black leather shoes, long brown trousers and white shirt. On the left side of the shirt, there was a sword and a hammer sewn on. It was a work of his mother and she was naturally very proud of it.
He turned into a dark street, which was a shortcut to home, when he noticed an old building, which he recognized immediately – The Stallion’s Rear. He stopped walking for a while and dug his right hand into his pocket. Then he looked at the building again and slowly began to walk towards it.
Once inside, he looked around the tavern. There were many people today, lots of shouting and noise. He went to sit behind the bar and ordered himself a mug of ale.
The day was nearing an end in Alvadas and Tainon was returning home from work. On the corner of the street he stopped and looked up at the sky. He saw that it was still light blue, although it was slowly turning darker and darker. The sun was bright orange and its half was already behind the horizon.
Everything suggested that it is really summer now, but…He looked at his feet and sighed. The streets were covered in snow. He sighed again and resumed walking.
The Isur was still clothed in his working clothes – black leather shoes, long brown trousers and white shirt. On the left side of the shirt, there was a sword and a hammer sewn on. It was a work of his mother and she was naturally very proud of it.
He turned into a dark street, which was a shortcut to home, when he noticed an old building, which he recognized immediately – The Stallion’s Rear. He stopped walking for a while and dug his right hand into his pocket. Then he looked at the building again and slowly began to walk towards it.
Once inside, he looked around the tavern. There were many people today, lots of shouting and noise. He went to sit behind the bar and ordered himself a mug of ale.