As the scheduled opening began in the Gaping Wound the warmth of the fire greeted the guests, along with the sound of laughter and chatter from the patrons.
The flickering light of candles and torches casted a dim glow over the room, adding to the cozy and intimate atmosphere. The walls are adorned with tapestries depicting scenes of mundane Barovian activity and mythical creatures, and the air is thick with the smell of spiced ale and roasting meat, a quiet night for a change in the Municipality of the Grey Town.
