Rusty Anchor Tavern

Heading down Horseshoe Road, a drunk was getting tossed out the door into the muddy street outside of a bar by a 6' 6" half orc, with a hook for a left hand as they approached. Looking up, they were greeted by a brown colored anchor with The Rusty Anchor written on the shank in red. "YOU STAY OUT!" he hollered at the muddy drunk before turning his attend to the group "Here to get drink?" he asked.

"Good day, we are here on behalf of the Nightwatchmen's Guild." the leader of the group said showing the half-orc their letter of introduction."Sergeant Erkennis has asked us to collect the Pelor's Day gifts for the children." they said. "Name's Jorak, I run this place. Come in and buy yourselves some drinks while I go to get it, it will take a few minutes. Guido, mind the place, back in a few." the half-orc said to the guy behind the bar.

Making your way inside, your footwear sticks to the floor in a few places due to spilled drinks, and far worse. The tavern girl takes your orders, collecting the money before bringing the drinks. A few minutes later the half-orc returned, blowing  dust off a toy boat, similar to the barges that ply their trade along the Nry Dev. "Here you go, one of my former workers took it in trade for some drinks. They ain't working here no more." he said with a bit of miff in his voice.

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