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Your men tether their horses and follow you into the tavern. An old woman stands behind the bar, her face taut and lined as if in pain. She wears men’s clothes—a shirt and chequered trousers. The tavern is empty, but the tables are covered with ale mugs, many half full of beer.

If you feel uneasy about the tavern and wish to leave town, turn to 67.

If you wish to question the old woman, turn to 287.