Ancient Irthos: Upon the Ruins of Entioc
Berotuttle’s Brews, a comparatively upscale establishment when held in contrast to the crudely constructed booths, mezzanines, tents, and kiosks that has risen in the central plaza over the last week along with the new arrivals. Although the guilds official purpose is to assist the founding colonists in fortifying this frontier outpost, their obvious intentions seem to be keen on not only securing priceless treasure and invaluable artifacts, but turning a profit as well.
Overnight a pub appeared near the southern gate of Gartanu. A sturdy building constructed out of even flat stones and a deep reddish brown lumber, possibly devil’s husk. An intricately carved sign hangs over it’s yawning arched entrance depicting a pleasant imp face with mischeviously shifting eyes that occasionally dart from side to side. From sundown to sun up the pub attracts customers from all four quarters of the colony with it’s odd exotic brews and an abundance of familiar standbys from Ingo’s Blue Bile to Daagor’s Spirits, Dragonsbane and Dwarven Mead.
Behind the counter is Tanith the barkeep, a friendly and quite tall gnome with long dull blue ehu hair that further exagerrates his height.