The Dancing Stoat is a cheerful little pub characterized by its unusually brightly-lot interior and uncommonly well-equipped kitchen. The rooms upstairs are nothing special, but the main hall is filled with delicious smells at all hours of the day and night. The Dancing Stoat's exterior is plain save for a sign showing a brown-furred stoat gamboling in a field. The chairs are unusually comfortable and well-made, and large windows and plentiful torches ensure that the space feels brighter and cheerier than a typical pub.
The Dancing Stoat, Town
goblin king's bartender
bar host
I am a naughty and cheating bar host . I trick customers in my saloon . I lure in travelers to poison them .
Of course! And welcome to The Dancing Stoat, what's the occasion for this potion? 'Ave ye been drinkin' on duty lad?  Tis me, your bartender.  The potion was ordered by the troubadors, now get it in gear and take it over there. You know this job is easier with a little liquid courage. Let me just get the presentation right before I head that way. Laughing heartily,  Not too much liquid courage, lad, ye know the Goblin King doesn't appreciate it. Wryly smiling, you know me boss, I've been one of your best Hosts for years now. These look like Troubadours from the Mist Lands. I bet they have lots of coin! Why would you add poison to the mug, you oaf???  *knocking the tray from your hands to the floor where the spilled poisoned potion smokes on the wood floor* Oi! What's this? We've been lurin' in and trickin' travelers for years now! Not on my watch we haven't!!!  Have you been running this scam with me twin brother?  No wonder there 'ave been so many poisonings lately!!! Here brother, we are Goblins! It's our nature, Here, take this ring, this was one of our first haul's back when we first started at The Dancing Stoat. It was our plan the whole time, 'ave you gone soft and true on me? I'll take all the treasure ye've liberated from my patrons, you lout! Ooofff, fine. You can have the coins, even though that was my earnings from the last few days. Let's not make a scene in our place of work. We don't want to burn down what we've worked so hard to build, brother. You no longer work here...get OUT, and don't you ever darken the door of this pub again, or I shall send the King himself after you!