All the mice in the Witch’s Castle flock to Cheesehaven when night falls. However, when Sheriff Whiskerton was allowed to roam free, the Cheesemaster himself was implicated in enough ‘crimes’ that he was forced to close down the tavern. When you step into the establishment, it’s clear he hasn’t bothered to take care of it when he had to close it down. He looks up from the bar counter. “Oh, I would give my whiskers to serve you… But alas… my Cheesehaven is no more. By the order of Sheriff Whiskerton, my tavern is closed!” He laments, teary-eyed.