On Sangrithar

The Golden Whale?  No, by my time it was long gone.  When I visited Sangrithar, I stayed at The Pansy Shield.  A crazy old warrior named Swafnah with a pansy fetish ran the place.  Every table had a fresh vase of pansies, even in the dead of winter.  Shields with embossed flowers covered the walls, the linens – always fresh, I might add – were embroidered with a pansy theme and every item on the menu came with a pansy garnish.  One of his oldest friends told me that he’d been catapulted one time too many.  Needless to say, this Swafnah attracted an odd crowd, one that I rather enjoyed.  ”  Jerilyn of Colcester

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