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Open Look what the cat dragged in

Discussion in 'River Street' started by Ash Williams, Jan 14, 2018.

  1. Ash Williams

    Ash Williams Evil Dead

    Deadite Slayer
    December 6th, Year 7
    Ash staggered a bit onto actual stone streets, he slumped up against a building, it was early morning and there was some fog obscuring the town. For the past two days he had been travelling through the wilderness, working his way here. It was mostly smooth sailing, he didn't mind being alone and finding a place to shelter wasn't too hard for him either. It was actually kind of nice once he thought about it, he didn't even think of the Necronomicon, or of the pretty lady with the pink hair. But as he came closer to the town he pushed himself a bit harder to reach it, surely there would be food and drink here. Taking a deep breath he shoved off the wall and began walking, thankfully it was mostly deserted. Nothing much caught his eye until he came to a wooden building, with an eagle and a dragon it's sign, it felt familiar and he ducked inside.

    Nostalgia hit him as the scene conjured up images of his time in Medieval England. For a brief, dizzying moment he thought he was. He took a seat at the nearest table and enjoyed the warmth of the fire and of finally being somewhere. It was his highest hope that this tavern also had a shapely wench, but he would settle for ale and bread, he could make a woman in his mind and...enjoy that, not so easily done with food and drink. How he would pay for it....well he'd figure something out, he was Ash Williams after all.