Casablanca's Chronicles

[jide]

As you walk into Casablanca, searching for a place to get a drink you stumble accross what you think is or use to be the station bar.
From the outside it looks uncomfortable, crude and ugly.

It's hard to see through the curtained windows, but the ominous atmosphere from within can be felt outside. As you enter the tavern through the old, metal door, you're welcomed by silence and whispers. The bartender is coughing into a dirty napkin and makes no effort to acknowledge your pressence.

It's as horrible inside as it is on the outside. Marble pillars support the upper floor and the broken fans attached to them. The walls are covered in cobwebs and any decoration that does hang there is now unrecognizable.. The few people inside probably work less honorable operations, but whoever they are, you hope they'll leave you alone, just like you're leaving them alone.

You did hear rumors about this tavern, supposedly it's infamous for something, but for the life of you you can't remember what for. Though juding by judging by the people in this place, it's probably something shady and possibly dangerous.

Bienvenido a la Maldad

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