It was a good day. All the room of your inn are fully booked. A few hours ago, a taur bard came in and when she started singing, everybody was captivated. At night, when the taur asks you for a room, you strangely can not resist. You just can not say no to her. You will find a room for her.

Has her belly been that huge when she had come in? You can't recall. And hadn't there been a few more people in the room when she started? You just can't remember. But, don't worry, so can nobody else, everybody was so caught up in her songs. You don't even think about it.

(the missing people will wake up tomorrow, a day's walk away from the tavern, with just a bad hangover and gap in their memories. Tavalynn is responsible and only feeds of just a little off their life-energy.)

Art by  Verdazin
Tavalynn is mine

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