Jack and Chalice exchanged a worried look. What other intentions did Ohone have? And what other secrets did Lathmel hold?

After getting up and dressing, Jack and Chalice headed to The Orange Owl Pub, a nearby tavern. It was a popular spot among locals and visitors alike, known for its lively atmosphere and delicious food. As they walked towards the tavern, they could hear music and laughter getting louder.

The Orange Owl Pub appeared to be a warm and welcoming establishment from the outside. The building’s exterior was mostly made up of soft wooden planks and tree trunks, giving it a rustic feel. Although the windows were darkened, the sound of beer glasses clinking could be heard from outside, indicating a lively atmosphere within.

As Jack and Chalice stepped through the creaky metal door, the warm glow of the tavern enveloped them. The smell of roasted meat and ale filled their nostrils, and the sound of laughter and music washed over them. The bartender, a burly man with a bushy beard, wiped his forehead with a rag and greeted them with a friendly wave.

The interior of the tavern is just as captivating as its exterior. The upper floor is supported by square stone beams, with light fixtures hanging from them. The walls are adorned with flags of various sizes and origins, some from nearby towns or provinces, while others are from far-flung parts of the world. They must hold some significance to the owner.

The tavern was bustling with patrons, mostly workers who were there for the great food. Long tables were occupied by a mix of pirates, lone travelers, and anyone who loved good company. The smaller tables were also filled with people who were enjoying themselves, perhaps a bit too much. Even the bar stools were taken, but the patrons didn’t seem to mind the added company.

Jack had heard whispers about this tavern’s notoriety, but he couldn’t quite recall what it was famous for. However, judging by the number of women in the establishment and the way they kept glancing at the handsome bartender, it was likely because of his good looks and charisma. Eventually, they found an open seat and settled in, anticipating a memorable evening ahead.

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As they sat down, they were greeted by a friendly waitress, who handed them a menu and took their drink order. Looking at the menu, Jack realized why the tavern was famous. It was their specialty dish, the Orange Owl Stew, made from a secret recipe passed down through generations. He couldn’t resist and ordered a bowl for himself and Chalice.

As they waited for their food, they chatted with some of the other patrons and listened to the lively music playing in the background. It was a mix of traditional folk songs and sea shanties, and the entire tavern was singing along.

Soon enough, their stew arrived, steaming hot and smelling divine. Jack took a bite and was blown away by the rich flavors and tender meat. Chalice nodded in agreement as they both dug in, savoring every bite.

As the night went on, they enjoyed more food and drinks, made new friends, and even joined in on a few songs. It was a night to remember, and Jack knew he would be back.

Overhearing some patrons discussing Mistrozen, Chalice’s curiosity was piqued, and she asked Jack to explain more about it. Jack informed her that Mistrozen was a religion that was commonly practiced in the area.

Mistrozen is a relatively new religion that centers on the concept of ancestral powers. Its teachings focus on virtues and connectivity, which are imparted to followers through inner exploration and bi-weekly gatherings. Spiritual leaders serve as mentors and guides in the Mistrozen faith, passing on their beliefs through practices such as wood carving, prayer bead making, and the creation of statues.

Jack further explained that Mistrozen followers often hold gatherings in natural spaces like forests or near rivers to connect with nature and the spiritual energies around them. They also believe in honoring their ancestors and seek guidance from them through rituals and offerings.

Chalice found the concept of Mistrozen intriguing and asked Jack if he had ever attended one of their gatherings. Jack replied he had been to a few in the past and found them to be peaceful and enlightening experiences.

As they continued their conversation, they were interrupted by the arrival of their food and drinks. The aroma of roasted meats and freshly baked bread filled the air, and they eagerly dug in.

As the night wore on, they found themselves caught up in the lively atmosphere of the tavern. The musicians on the small stage in the corner played upbeat tunes, and people danced and sang along. Jack and Chalice even joined in on the fun, feeling carefree and alive.