Abnormal Autumn

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Amidst its renown for its open armed approach to all weary travelers, Waystone Inn had been a paragon

of hospitality before Esshar's war-torn landscape. A homey reprieve to those that simply wish to have a few

days of rest and relaxation, or a site for new opportunities for business and crafts.

  

Yet weird things had been happening out of nowhere. Some unexplained, others too eldritch to grasp.

“Everyone calm down. Waystone Inn is just fine. Whatever rumors people are instigating are simply untrue.
You guys ever wonder that maybe that's all in your heads? Because the Inn is doing as fine as ever!”

 

An increase of odd paranormal activity had enshrouded the Inn as the seasons slowly grew colder.

Much so that the Proprietor herself had emerged to quell as much questions as the populace may have,

assuring all that all is well and dandy. However, this mayhaps might be an ill omen.

One that clamors for something to come.

    

Mysterious things don't occur without reason, after all.

  

 Perhaps it's worth to visit and look around the Inn in the next few days. Perhaps one might find
themselves in an experience they will not forget. Or perhaps they'll simply find that the Proprietor's
words ring with the utmost truthfulness.