A New Table, an Old Friend by Martusfine Taupin was washing down the bar when a figure brambled into his fine establishment. He was startled at first but being in the business he has seen a lot in twenty years. He did note that for being in the business for so long he never laid eyes on the poor sot bumbling through the heavy oak door frame.
Many adventurers come here to talk with their rambling counterparts from the North and the South.
They mostly gossip about bandits and some treasure here and there. Taupin may run a fine establishment but people around the area know better not to mess with the rather portly but stocky owner. Errin, get to the door and help that lassy. Errin is a fine barmaid and Taupin is proud that he was able to hire her on such short notice. Unfortunately for Taupin his last barmaid did not understand the notion of loosening the crowd up.