Though the chill wind is biting in the snowy port of Leringard, and at times in its years the living have been outnumbered by the dead (or undead, as it were), a fire is kept burning through a window at the Leringard Arms; often in recent years the inn's lanterns, when lit, have been lights in the gloomy dark ages.
Now bright on the door of the Arms is a sign bordered with four colorful swathes of fabric, none sharing a pattern or color scheme. It reads shortly, but somewhat ambiguously; heavy ink is dried with a sand that leaves a slight shimmer to the words.
Let All Remember What Was, and Imagine What Will Be.
-Janra 26-
-All Are Welcome-
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