It is a quiet, bright, moonlit night. The spring thaw is starting to melt the harsh winter's snow.
Tired from the long march through the Winter Horn mountains, your weary adventuring party could use a good night's sleep in a warm bed. It has been too long sleeping under the stars.The battle with the goblin hoard who attacked you yesterday night sapped all the energy you could muster. You feel grateful to be alive.
As you cross the last mountain, you see the faint lights of a small village in the valley. Maybe you can find a warm fire & a Cormyrian ale to thaw your cold bones. By the time you reach the base of the mountain, you are close enough to hear the inviting sounds of a mandolin & laughter. It's coming from a building on the edge of town.
The sign out front proclaims it to be a tavern... White Knight's Tavern. Surely, this place will invite us in for the night.
As you open the door, a burly man behind the bar thunders out in a deep voice, "Come on in!! Welcome to White Knight’s Tavern!"
Continued: Tavern By Day
Comments: Swords, shield, lamp, and sign modeled in Amapi. Rendered in Bryce.