In the murmurs of the shifting shadows, the ale never lies... unless it does.
Beneath the drunken laughter, a dwarf once spoke of a cat of nine lives.
Try our enchanted potion of persistence: "Reflections of the Bovine Moon".
Only the brave (or foolish) can discern its truth from bubble and froth.
Did the knight drink lemonade, or was it just the sun's betrayal?
If you seek tales of yore and more forgotten secrets, wander.
The bartender hides a story behind every pint, just as a cat hides a dream beneath the floorboards.
Menu of Mysteries awaits your decision, or indecision.
Irony is the only currency accepted here, and it's always in short supply.