Beneath crimson banners and a watchful moon, the Drunken Moon stands as a refuge
for denizens, wanderers, and schemers alike.
Born of Valdraethii hands and bound to the Court of the Crimson Moon, we are not
merely a tavern — we are a gathering place, a cultural hub, and a reliable source
of questionable decisions.
Honest drink, poured heavy and often.
Room for conspiracies, camaraderie, and collapse.
The finest drummer this side of the Menhir.