The Barkeep

Watching us drink, the Barkeep grins. His mouth is a pit of darkness, his throat a tunnel of despair. “Last call,” he croaks. There is the distant ringing of a bell — the sense of falling — and we are standing once more outside the cave we entered by.

The distant sound of the bell chases us on our way.

  • The first traveller who drank the draught wins the Barkeep’s Bargain.

  • If any travellers refused to drink the Barkeep’s draught, they must discard all Blessings not of the Cups suit.

HELP FROM AN ITEM

If any traveller who drank the draught carries a FLASK, they may claim the Barkeep’s Bargain for themselves.

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