![]() Explore the world for rare items to create unique brews and food. ![]() Your tavern will be surrounded a whole world to explore! Farm and forage for your crafting ingredients and trade with local merchants. Meet the locals and become part of the community! Get to know your regulars and visit them in the nearby village. Send budding adventurers on quests or spread rumours. Serve them drinks, food, and provide a room for travellers. Increase your tavern reputation over time to earn rewards and unlock more options to make your dream tavern.Įvery day will bring new customers to your tavern. Spend your points in six technology trees relating to nature, building, cooking, brewing, socialising, and magic!īuild and manage your own fantasy tavern! Fully customise it with furniture, cosmetics, decorations, and entertainment for your guests. Along this journey you'll gain experience to level-up and further customise your character. Travellers Rest will allow you to discover and craft a whole array of food, drink, and items. Create the perfect crisp lager or the wildest sour. Along your journey you’ll discover new things to brew, farm, cook, and build to create your perfect fantasy tavern.īrew beers, distil spirits, and make wines. Based in a cheerful fantasy setting, Travellers Rest is home to people to meet, places to explore, and lost magic. You are an innkeeper, on a journey to transform a run-down tavern into a bustling social space. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.Travellers Rest is a tavern management game where you can brew your own beer, run a farm, and build relationships. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same. She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. "Dweems" He gave Louis's hair a hearty tug. And speaking of breakfast, I skipped mine that morning. And the other day when 1 opened the door, Ellie, he had a mouse-or what was left of it. I just kind of sweep at him with it and he goes. 1 put him out with a broom at night because I don't like to touch him. He lies around the house all day long and looks at me with those strange, muddy eyes-as if he'd seen something that had blasted away most of whatever intelligence a cat has. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint. "Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. Then Ellie hurtled into him and shinnied up him like a tree. ![]() Louis had time to notice that Gage was wearing a jumper he had never seen before-it looked like more of Grandda's work to Louis. "I got him changed in the toilet," she said. He pulled him up into the crook of his arm and hugged them both. "Hi, hon," he said and bent over to catch Gage. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. "She woke up screaming over the weekend," Rachel said quietly. "Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. "Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down.
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