City
Festive
Comfortable prices
Three Coin Carousel
the inn where deals go round
Lanterns and colorful pennants crisscross the low ceiling, and a steady stream of laughter and bartering noise fills the air. The scent of roasted meats, sticky spiced honey, and hot citrus wine rolls over visitors; a merchant choir in one corner trades bawdy jingles while clerks and caravan drivers shout quick offers. Tables are set with ledger-stained benches and small scales for weighing silver; runners dart between groups with sample bolts, wrapped parcels, and steaming trays. Light bounces off brass coins, and the whole room feels like a marketplace that decided to sit down and celebrate until dawn.
A painted wooden sign shaped like a brass coin on a string, the coin showing three interlocking dots; paint is bright but edges are worn and a small feather is tied to the rope
Brenk Fenn
half-elf
Manner
Quirk
Stats
Carousel Turn
2 spA wheel of mulled wine with a bright citrus spike and a crushed spice coin; drinking it loosens tongues and brightens mood—drinkers get a +1 to Persuasion for the next 10 minutes while feeling more sociable.
Comfortable (5e lifestyle: about 2 gp a day)
Rissa Tal · barmaid
Swift with a tray and quicker with an ear; she knows which patrons are buying and which are bluffing.
Garth Moln · bouncer
A large, rumpled ex-guard who prefers shoving troublemakers into the street to drawing a blade.
Hessie Quickpot · cook
A former caravan cook famed for a tangy spiced roast and a habit of sneaking exotic seeds into stews.
Marla Knot
A blunt-minded bolt-seller who wants her missing crate of patterned cloth returned and will pay handsomely for information.
Gess Durin
A wheeler-dealer spice merchant nursing a goblet, looking for a partner to fence an unusual sealed crate from last week's shipment.
Clerk Halvorn
A nervous municipal clerk who slips in at night to trade stamps and secrets with those who tip well.
1
A locked merchant crate from the eastern docks hummed overnight; Gess Durin says it bears a rune none of the dockmasters recognize and he paid to have it moved here.
2
Marla Knot's shipment of patterned cloth was diverted three nights ago; she claims Clerk Halvorn stamped the wrong manifest and suspects an inside man in the Exchange.
3
A city auditor named Serrin Voss has been taking 'transport fees' from small traders; a page in Brenk's ledger lists Serrin's name beside a string of locations where crates went missing.
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