Urat Holme's Tavern
One of the most interesting places to go
Is where the beer and spirits flow
At Holme’s tavern near Grimney Mire
Where the nightlife will never tire
Spending money throughout the night
Soon makes your pockets very light
After about twelve O’Clock
Holme’s tavern begins to rock
As trolls sing songs of many a crime
But none make sense or even rhyme
Once their stomachs are filled with booze
Their consciousness they start to lose
Falling downwards to the floor
Their stomachs cannot take any more
Nearby, normally stuffing themselves with pie
Sit the goblins of Arachny Stry
Bloodthirsty cutthroats of the Keep
Ghastly beasts that never sleep
On their right another beast of the night
Slouched upon a wooden stool
Its green scaled back to the wall
Sits the monster Gradlan Grime
Its body dripping revolting time
In this bar he does not care
How many species he will scare
For he is feared in every place
He and his dreaded lizard race
Not too far from him
Sits the outlaw Joanna Simm
A striking girl with raven hair
Darting eyes that watch and stare
Dressed in red leather a knife strapped to her arm
She is swift in a skirmish and always stays calm
A legendary thief who is clever and brave
A lady of cunning who has avoided the grave
This outlaw has earned a large price on her head
The bounty is signed the law wants her dead
Simm lives on her wits and stays out of sight
Lurking in shadows avoiding the light
She steals from the rich but keeps all for herself
Simm’s ambition is to gain enough wealth
To start a new life and escape from this place
To be free of her history and not live in disgrace
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