"And annoying. You kill one batch and suddenly there's a whole other group coming at you." Anders always wondered how in the Maker's name they did that.
He did not know why he was hoping for something he recognized. Perhaps it was just the familiarity of pubs and restaurants. They, as in the Grey Wardens, traveled and always stopped by pubs to catch a decent meal and hone in on the latest gossip (or lose badly at Wicked Grace).
"Do I ever not?" He put up a smile and walked in. It even smelled differently and he could not believe he was already missing the disgusting smell of back alley pubs and taverns.
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He did not know why he was hoping for something he recognized. Perhaps it was just the familiarity of pubs and restaurants. They, as in the Grey Wardens, traveled and always stopped by pubs to catch a decent meal and hone in on the latest gossip (or lose badly at Wicked Grace).
"Do I ever not?" He put up a smile and walked in. It even smelled differently and he could not believe he was already missing the disgusting smell of back alley pubs and taverns.