The Tavern of Goobertio is a humble tavern, but a tavern indeed.
or in Goobish, that would be "Uif Ubwfso pg Goobertio jt b ivncmf ubwfso, cvu b ubwfso joeffe."
Somewhere near the coast of what would now be modern day New England is a wooden building. Inside the building is a real mish-mash of races, as the town was a common stop for travelers. A family of halflings eating supper in this corner, a crowd of orcs in that corner, a trio of dwarves laughing over mugs of mead over there, two brother elves on a pilgrimage by the bar stools, pints and hunks of meat, cheese, and produce spread around the tables. Behind the count stood the fabled Goobertio, a plump 5'3" plasmoid with a short-sleeved green tunic.
The Tavern of Goobertio is a humble tavern, but a tavern indeed.
or in Goobish, that would be "Uif Ubwfso pg Goobertio jt b ivncmf ubwfso, cvu b ubwfso joeffe."
Somewhere near the coast of what would now be modern day New England is a wooden building. Inside the building is a real mish-mash of races, as the town was a common stop for travelers. A family of halflings eating supper in this corner, a crowd of orcs in that corner, a trio of dwarves laughing over mugs of mead over there, two brother elves on a pilgrimage by the bar stools, pints and hunks of meat, cheese, and produce spread around the tables. Behind the count stood the fabled Goobertio, a plump 5'3" plasmoid with a short-sleeved green tunic.
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