100 Miles from Greyhawk
4th Stop: Porbell's Mercantile & Transport caravan to Hardby
The 100 Mile Inn celebrates its name as if it were a matter of real significance, but the inn is perhaps more famous (or infamous) for the most common phrase attributed to it along the Selintan Road - "100 miles from bloody anywhere!". Recently under new ownership, the inn once enjoyed a reputation for decent fare and a warm bed for the night, but those days appear long gone. Old Alpert Tyrol and his wife Lilly, who had run it for over twenty-five years, sold up and retired but a few months ago, apparently heading off to live with their son in Gradsul. The business had been struggling for a few years despite its prime position on the Selintan Road, as the Tyrols struggled in their advanced years, but the change in ownership has not brought a change in standards - the 100 Mile looks dated and badly in need of a lick of paint, inside and out. Unfortunately for weary travellers, this is the only stop for miles around, so the choice is stay here or take your luck out under the stars.
The fare here is at best average and prices are high - those passing through hoping for a cheap stop between One Ford and Two Ford will be deeply disappointed. Inside the furniture is all old and weary, the bar and rugs scratched and pitted, the ale and food bland - and the staff are not much better. The proprietor, Drennan Secrose, looks to be in his mid-40s, with thinning black hair and a thick moustache, a mouth missing at least a few teeth, and a beer belly. He smiles at all guests in a slightly disturbing manner while trying to appear the jolly host, and his wife Merinda is equally dour - the only times she shows any emotion at all are when she's hurling abuse at Drennan. The two serving girls, Joasna and Verity, are daughters of nearby farmers and look almost apologetic as they serve customers and wait tables. The other staff, which include a smith, a farrier, and a collection of assorted lackeys - who look after any horses and wagons, perform odd jobs and tend bar - reflect the personality of the owners: they are grim, uncommunicative, and surly. The Tyrols may have been past their best, but it is doubtful if the current owners even have any standards to speak of.
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Selintan River and River Road