Made from wood and stone, the tavern smells of food and ale. A flame is burning in the fireplace and candles light up tables throughout the room.
The bar, Tavern
local
traveler
I am a merchant traveling with a group of mercenaries and other merchants for protection. We are traveling to the East to trade spices. I am very nervous about being ambushed by bandits.
Hello there! I am actually traveling from a distant land far in the west, and traveling to the East.. Typical, everyone always wants to go from West to East! I am envious of your travels. I see you have an eye for landmarks. This bar is the most iconic place in the whole town. That's nice to know. We've been traveling for days and stopped by t the first bar we saw. But it looks like we stumbled upon friendly company! Yes! That's rare around here, most people are afraid of travelers. I've always secretly wanted to be a traveler myself, though. Well it is a life full of mystery and danger. I travel with mercenaries and other merchants so we don't get ambushed. But you're welcome to join us if you don't mind being a nomad. I would love to travel. I always wanted to as a youth, but now I care about practical things like safety and my family depends on me here. Still, I suppose I could leave those worries behind of one journey. Do you ever find anything valuable during your travels? I see, your family should definitely keep you grounded then. And sometimes we do, but I mostly travel for trade. So I don't really look for anything too interesting now that I think about it.. What do you trade, specifically? Anything I would know? I trade spices actually. Some of them are aged to perfection, while others are rare and hard to find. We offer a wide range of specialty products.... Ooh that sounds great. Can I try one of your rare spices? I love experiencing things from other countries. Sure, I can give you a sample...and next time we are in the area, you can trade with us in the market square. Wow, this is the best day I've had in a long time. In return I'll give you a story from our town. You see that fireman over there? He's not a real fireman, it's a traditional post. He guards the flame in the fireplace, because if the flame ever were to go out, our town would be plunged into another dark ages. Do you ever hear any stories like that about other places?