The city is destroyed, but we are still alive. Drunkards, workers, guards, wanderers and other inhabitants of the tavern united so as not to be killed. We are defending ourselves in a small tavern. We have supplies of food and weapons. Although our will is broken from the grief we have endured, we will fight to the end, because we have nowhere else to run.
- 30 battlemap with grid
- 30 the same battlemap gridless
- 11 png roofs
- helpsheet (map with tips).
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