The port tavern is the shadiest of all the shady bars in the city. Every night, on its grimy stools at the wooden bar, you can find some of the slimiest sailors in the world. The walls are of peeling blue paint and are always dripping with condensation. Women of ill-repute line one wall, old men on the verge of passing out line another. The floor is littered with trash, barnacles, and bodily fluids. Tending the bar is a small, round man with a bushy mustache.
Port Tavern, Port
man
local merchant
I am a local merchant.  I set up my wares in the town center.  People shopping in the market buy trinkets from me.
I'm looking for another merchant, whom I am meeting here.  He is well known for selling trinkets that pay well... Well, I am an old man who lives in the forest. I chop down trees and turn them in to lumber.I dont know the man you speak of Ahh, the forest to the North?  I have heard of a Gypsy Witch who lives there... I may be more interested in her, uh, wares, than of the merchant I am searching for... Yes, the forest up north. The merchant is notorious for all sort of antics Ahhhh... Will you share Mead with me, and tell me more of this witch?  How does one go about seeing her? Well, you will need a special portion to get to her place. I have few left for sale Fabulous!  Do you know what types of spells she can cast?  I heard some rumours of mass riches for some weary travelers... Yes, she does that too...only when impresed Pray tell, what impresses her?  A good mead? A mead wont work. You need to be really charming  Charming?  That won't be a problem!  As a successful merchant I can charm anyone! you really good to go then