Wander Blur had spent the past 3 hours walking the streets, asking random strangers where the tavern was, and eventually ended up in front of the building."Well, that was some time well spent..." he laughed quietly to himself and sighed, entering the establishment at near sundown. He approached the bar and took a seat on one of the open stools and began to look around at the surrounding ponies. It was pretty packed, an overwhelming smell of vomit and alcohol filled the tavern. "Might as well start somewhere." He mumbled to himself, waiting patiently as he heard bottles break and drunkards laugh. He had a pretty good feeling about this place.