Browntavia Tavern is not brown at all.  It is made of wood and looks like a broken shack.  Outside is  a huge watering hole for horses and dogs.  Visually it doesn't look like much but inside the chairs have a special design and have carvings of horses and farm work on the back of each chair.
Tavern of Browntavia, Tavern
farmers
worker
I am a worker from a village up the river. I tie the logs our woodsmen fell into rafts, and steer them down to the next town for milling. I am hardworking and patient. I enjoy fishing off of the edge of the raft during quiet times on the raft.
Time to relax after a long day of log rolling. Phew, rollin' logs!  That sounds like hard work, there, friend.  Whatcha rollin' logs for, I thought that the king's navy fleet were all done. Well, I work for the miller down the river.  Houses need building, and there's been a large influx of halfling refugees ever since they signed that peace treaty. Phaw, halfings!  Don't know why we're lettin' em in; all they do is smoke on their pipes and talk about the good ol' days. Exactly!  They've been taking up mining jobs from the folks at the Murkwater mine - apparently these small folks are great at fitting into tight spaces. Well, I suppose better them lot run into the goblins - I heard some dwarven mithril mine twas fair overrun with the beasties!  Well that and some fire creature, but I don't put much stock in those tales. Don't like dwarves, goblins, or halfings.  If you can't reach the bar to order a pint, you shouldn't be allowed in the bar! Ha!  Here's ta that, friend!  Now, if twere elves, I might be more inclined ta be favorable.  I hear they've got magicks, they do.  Could use a magic hoe or sommat. Elves be mighty queer indeed.  I can't quite trust them though - when you can live forever, it makes me think they have some sort of ulterior motive, not dying of old age like regular folks. Hm, that's true, true indeed.  Although I hear they finally stiffened their spines in the last war, so they be good fer sommat at least. I'll grant they're a good shot with a bow, but I hear they won't eat meat?  What kind of man doesn't eat meat? Ach, nothin' like a leg o'mutton at the end of the day.  Still, more fer you and I, eh?