A place only // open+scavenger hunt // we can find

  [font=trebuchet ms]Next was a place for cheaters who loved to play games. As a member of the Blackjack Rats, Paper knew full well that was referring to his guild- they were known for social interactions and sneaky manipulation, after all. And where else would the Blackjack Rats hang out than their very own tavern?

  Pushing open the doors to Capricorn Tavern, Paper glanced around. The tavern seemed busy today, with crowds of people hustling about with drinks and chatting each other up. Narrowing his eyes, he examined each corner of the tavern, sniffing about for the smell of the cowrie shell baskets. One of them had to be around here somewhere...