Tired? Thirsty? Alone? We guarantee that whatever ails you, you'll find treatment here. Under the guise of a London Pub, it is also home to a whole host of characters in need of respite. The Main Floor boasts ample seating, fully stocked (self-serve) bar & kitchen, fireplace, and all the dimly lit corners of which your little dark heart could dream (Thanks to Bastion, The Lamb is devoid of windows. Any previously existing have been sealed by stone and mortar upon purchase.); and if you feel so inclined, you could stay a night in one of the many bleakly furnished, second floor rooms. That is, if you’re feeling brave enough... So come in, kick back, relax, raid the fridge for a beer or two - you could even seek one stashed in the furthest, darkest depths of the cellar from way back when this place was first erected in the hopes of... discouraging wayward wolves. We do have some rules, however. Respect them, and we'll respect you.