Chapter 104 - A Toast to the Damned

The tavern was as decrepit as the rest of the city, but at least it had four walls and a basement. That was enough to qualify it as a temporary safe haven, possibly even more so than the church. We had taken a brief moment of reprieve, partially assuming that maybe it offered some kind of holy protection, but by the end of that first horde attack, it was clear that we had misplaced our trust in the deities. After all, this was a place before the gods, a place dedicated to death itself, and we would find no comfort here.