"There's nothing in the food, is there?"
[Cured beef. Wheat-based bread. Goat's Cheese.]
"Nope!" Sprite exclaimed.
She devoured her food like an animal. The owner of the tavern simply watched while smiling.
Gerard, Brutus, and Sprite stepped out of the cozy tavern. A chilly gust of wind blew over them.
"Creepy or not, they've got good food here." Gerard sighed.
He held his stomach, content with the meal. He turned to one of the nearby villagers, a woman carrying a basket of apples.
"Excuse me, do you know anything about the state of the village?" He asked.
The woman turned around, showing a ghastly smile, and almost caused Gerard to yell.
"Why, Halure has never been better! We have a kind, and just mayor who takes good care of us, and the crops have been bountiful this year. Everyone is happy and content here. Would you like to move here?"
"Maybe. We'll have to think about it."
"Please consider it!"