Located off Shepherd's hill is a small tavern. old in bricks and drinks, the tavern hosts a unique crowd. The tavern master, the resident barkeep often is privy to interesting stories. He stands, slowly wiping each glass as he listens to stories of a sheer enigma. The tavern master, erected the tavern for the same intention, for it to act as a stopping point for everyone, from anywhere and from any time! The Barkeep, a man out of time, dressed oddly enough but was never seen beyond the flicker of the evening candle shadow. He was for all intents and purposes, hidden, cloaked from the world. Too many horrors had he seen, with each wipe of the glass he recalls a story, each and every story that he was told.