Between the explosion outside the tavern, the druid disguised as a cat, and the assassin screaming "par-kur" while jumping over crates, the party realizes that running a bar was supposed to be the relaxing part of their lives.
Between the explosion outside the tavern, the druid disguised as a cat, and the assassin screaming "par-kur" while jumping over crates, the party realizes that running a bar was supposed to be the relaxing part of their lives.