The people of Milbourne are fairly friendly but insular, quite happy that their town is a backwater. They hear tales of monsters and adventures and heroics from travelers now and again, and they think that kind of thing is all very well for people with more enthusiasm than sense. They are mostly decent, honest people, getting by day to day without much in the way of undue disturbance.
As the exploits of the Red Feather Company have been told around Milbourne
and the valley of Haranshire, the members of the Company have somewhat
become celebrities around the town itself. The recent troubles in the area
has brought more focus to Milbourne than usual and therefore more travellers and
traffic, some of which is unwanted by the peacefull people of Milbourne.
The Baron of Mutton: This tavern is the one frequented by most town people, and it has accommodation for up to 30 guests at any one time. Guests here have a choice of living well or roughing it. Roughing it means sleeping in a 12-bed common room, possibly shared with the barge workers who come with their merchant masters to Milbourne and are not averse to the odd spot of pilfering or to a knuckle-fight after far too many pints of ale. The beds are hard bunks covered only with an old blanket. For those wishing to wash, there's the horse trough outside the tavern. A bunk costs 3 sp per night, a sum that includes a skimpy breakfast of day-old bread and small beer. Staying in one of the two-person rooms costs 5 sp per person per night: a guest gets a slightly better breakfast and a more comfortable bed with actual sheets.
Andren and Barthelew run the Baron of Mutton for their grandfather, Dirkaster. The Company
was hired by Andren to find his lost love, Jelenneth, when they first entered
the inn and walked into the disturbance caused by her disappearance. Because the
party is searching for his love, Andren ensures that their are always rooms available
for the members of the Company when they are in Milbourne. The Baron of Mutton has
become the 'unofficial' headquarters of the RFC.
Temple of Tyr: Home to the young priest Semheis, the temple
is none too well attended due to the overzealous nature of Semheis. However,
the beautiful gardens around the small temple are a popular meetings spot fo Milbourners
who just want to pass the time of day. On spring evenings, it is the
traditional trysting place for young lovers; no one minds that it abuts
on to the town cemetery.
Rastifer's Store: This is a treasure-trove of curious, though
also well stocked with basic equipment such as waterskins, packs,
rope, lanters, oil, basic clothing, and the like. The store is protected by
sturdy walls, barred windows, and a pair of fine heavy locks on both the
front and back doors. A pair of guard hounds generally lurk around the store. The store
is owned by a middle-aged man named Rastifer.
The Silver Crown: This tavern is the closest thing Milbourne has
to a hangout for riff-raff. This is a spit-and-sawdust tavern, mostly
frequented by miners having a break from their work in the northern mines
and intending to spend their free time drinking themselves senseless. Fist fights
break out regularly, continuing until stopped by the burly landlord
Thimpsen and his son Gergel. Old Grizzler is usually to be found here, holding
forth about all and sundry.
Carman Mansion: Known by all locals simply as the "Mansion House," this
stone building surrounded by a high wooden wall is home to Darius Carman
and his family (his second wife and four children). Four townsfolk are
employed as servants.
Hound and Tails: Like much of the village, this tavern has seen better days.
The "Tails" of the name are those of foxes, as the battered painted in sign shows.
Run by the unmarried and surly landlord Weismar, only shared rooms
are available here. Getting to sleep in the inn's decrepit beds is
difficult, as the rather distressingly stained sheets are home to many
inquisitive and hungry bugs. Breakfast is a fairly hideous affair of cold
fatty mutton pies and ale swillings served by a yawning waitress. The ale
here is weak, and the food should definitely be avoided.
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