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The tavern was crammed with the people who had fled inside to escape the impending doom that arrived with Orpheus Van Merikh.
The man held an air of death around him and no doubt many would even consider him a bad omen and flee the town to seek shelter elsewhere.
The air was thick with the scent of ale and food, and the street musicians' instruments quieted down as they huddled themselves in the corner behind barrels of wine.
At the sight of Orpheus entering the establishment, half of the people bolted to their feet and prepared to dash for the rear entrance.
