The Tavern Mistress
You run flat out, sprinting toward the old tavern, strangely hearing
no pursuit yet not allowing yourself to think about it. You burst
through the doors, at once embarrassed by your ravaged appearance, and
yet to scared, confused and desperate to care. There are few
occupants, one of them a large man in the back corner, wearing a black
riding cloak and staring at you strangely. Your attention is drawn
away, however, by a harsh exclamation. "Nicholai!"
You turn toward the voice, and see a beautiful woman in a green dress,
obviously the owner of this tavern. She stares at you with face
contorted by fear. Or is it malice? And this new name? Who is Nicolai?
Is she addressing me? Compounding your confusion is the haunting
feeling that you know her...
