tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post6891371235818992651..comments2024-03-27T20:09:00.283-04:00Comments on Tenkar's Tavern: Want a Chance to Receive a PDF Copy of The Forbidden Caverns of Archaia Megadungeon?Tenkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05159289652051155824noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-39734333056015673912017-09-18T00:47:22.992-04:002017-09-18T00:47:22.992-04:00No one is quite sure how the nameless lizardman ca...No one is quite sure how the nameless lizardman came to run the Itchy Octopus Tavern. But one day, the tavern’s prior proprietor, Harald Horstooth, disappeared, only to be replaced by a hulking, slightly befuddled, but apparently harmless lizardman. <br />The usuals shrugged and ordered up anyway. <br />The tavern grew in notoriety for its unique proprietor, who became both a curiosity, and a source of amusement, as the lizardman gingerly handled tankards in his clawed hands, gingerly mincing about behind the bar. Occasionally, in a moment of absentmindedness, he would clear the bar with his tail, leading to spilled beer, soaked patrons, and general hilarity. Embarrassed, he would sweep up broken flagons and sop up the sodden bar with a rag clutched in a massive fist.<br />He understands Common, but only replies in his own gutteral speech. He also appears to know his ciphers and can make change, not that anyone has dared to shortchange or grift him... The druid Beiric made a rare appearance in town and had a quiet talk with the reptilian, but retreated back to his forest before proffering any information gleaned from their conversation…<br />Vance Ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03911245780875316627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-75116050694876725492017-09-18T00:08:47.094-04:002017-09-18T00:08:47.094-04:00Eriladar is the barkeep and proprietor of the Fina...Eriladar is the barkeep and proprietor of the Final Rest Inn. The white necromancer staffs his establishment with skeletal minions, which assure his customers their conversations will never be overheard and repeated. Run up a large tab, and you may find that you can exchange your remains for free liquor. Tim Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07682826627977565611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-83517312342877239712017-09-17T19:34:49.799-04:002017-09-17T19:34:49.799-04:00The mugs are filthy,
The plates are too.
The keepe...The mugs are filthy,<br />The plates are too.<br />The keeper looks surly,<br />Because he doesn’t like you!<br />RhinoDino1973https://www.blogger.com/profile/01405437604413433015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-9306195803418975222017-09-17T16:29:31.028-04:002017-09-17T16:29:31.028-04:00The heat of the lights, the adulation of the crowd...The heat of the lights, the adulation of the crowd, the glory of the stage. How Olivar Spearshake misses his time as an Actor. Not a mummer you fool, an Actor!<br /><br />Now the proud proprietor of 'The Footlights' tavern, he relives his finest roles by acting as a different character every day, each with it's own individual story and take on events. One day he is Tomas Hardwick, the retired mercenary with tales of blood and war, the next Orgus Rottengut the drunken barman who can barely string a sentence together, yet has his fingers on the pulse of the underworld. Another day he may be Roger Redmane, a boisterous ex-sea captain and by his own admission a one-time pirate, with tales of buried treasure. Yet another day he will be Lord Rookswift, a noble fallen on hard times, yet willing to spread tales of noble rivalries and politics. There are many other roles Olivar Spearshake has yet to reprise.<br /><br />Olivar has been known to change roles many times throughout the day. He will deflect questions about his other characters, and will never admit to being anyone other than the character he is currently playing, such is his commitment to his art. The first time each of his characters meets the party, they will act asthough they have not met them previously. Perceptive characters will easily spot the familiarity between all of these barmen, sadly Spearshake is not the quality of actor he believes himself to be!<br /><br />Whether Olivar's tales and rumours hold any truth is up to the GM.Old Scouser Roleplayinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10420599888943577097noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-17435659066216576382017-09-17T16:11:24.508-04:002017-09-17T16:11:24.508-04:00Barrak The Halfhanded is half-orc and a former adv...Barrak The Halfhanded is half-orc and a former adventurer who lost the first two fingers on his left hand to green slime.<br />"I just wanted 4see what it was. Guess I shouldn't 'ave put my fingers in it."<br />Rather than pay to have his fingers regenerated, he invested his share of treasure into opening his tavern, simply called "The Tavern"Kergillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01682103438938372364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-55630939778347471132017-09-17T15:49:57.022-04:002017-09-17T15:49:57.022-04:00Alviva is owner of the Pewter Pot, on the old road...Alviva is owner of the Pewter Pot, on the old road. She is in her 60s, a strong woman running the inn with a mixture of uncompromising sternness and kind yielding. Her sons, who live down the old road in Beechfield, are often at the tavern as both customers and occasional helpers. In those occasions these burly youths meekly follow the directions of an assertive mother who seems to not acknowledge their being grown men.<br /><br />The widow of the founder of the inn she is rumoured of being a witch although of course people in this valley would say that of a widowed woman that doesn't take another husband. A midwife and an herbalist she has seen many a youth of this village born and many a generation of layabouts drinking her amber ale.Tobiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00717020187371282203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-41436669279612425162017-09-17T15:44:56.242-04:002017-09-17T15:44:56.242-04:00Paul the Octopus lives *within* the bottle of the ...Paul the Octopus lives *within* the bottle of the ale dispenser. By removing one of its tentacles, the ale flows into the glass via a small opening. One other tentacle gets the money from the customer. Paul even knows how to give you change-- the bottom of the bottle is full of small change.賈尼https://www.blogger.com/profile/03207671300903490067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-254597778875278072017-09-17T11:24:18.034-04:002017-09-17T11:24:18.034-04:00Georgo is the sole owner and primary barkeep of Th...Georgo is the sole owner and primary barkeep of The Lucky Blade, an evenings-only tavern near the edge of town. He is the sole survivor of his adventuring party, though almost no one recalls that he was the group's lawful good cleric. Now retired and quite the pacifist, Georgo is somehow able to quickly calm the rowdiest patrons, but can't stand the sight of blood. Georgo never samples his own libations. He secretly suffers from a unique vampiric curse, the result of a wound from a decidedly unlucky blade. Should someone begin to suspect his secret, it is never a problem. Georgo can be quite the charmer, and if the interloper should be particularly troublesome, they simply help restock Georgi's 'private stash' of sanguine fluids. tinmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14837747136222381011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-78823538187102862092017-09-17T10:45:03.960-04:002017-09-17T10:45:03.960-04:00Marius Halvern, former first mate of the Salty Sir...Marius Halvern, former first mate of the Salty Siren, is sole proprietor of the Cat & Candle tavern; a small establishment nestled in the crook of an alleyway between Thieves Ward and the Mortuary District. Local blades and rogues regularly frequent this establishment; plots keen as blades and eager eyes reflect from green bottles which serve as candle holders and glass orbs hanging from the ancient fish netting which decorates the walls. All the while Malk, Marius' one-eyed tom, languorously observes the proceedings from his favourite spot, an old lobster pot propped up beside the bar.Matt Loganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09234743059050833431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-76426455346132631752017-09-17T10:40:06.771-04:002017-09-17T10:40:06.771-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Matt Loganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09234743059050833431noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-58529496373551563092017-09-17T03:06:30.785-04:002017-09-17T03:06:30.785-04:00Killian Gehrlach, retired military man and adventu...Killian Gehrlach, retired military man and adventurer... he owns and runs the Crossroads Inn, equidistant from three hamlets and the edge of civilized lands. His four sons and a Minotaur named Nimrod help him with the day-to-day activities of the establishment. He is beholden to none and runs a tight ship. Only on occasion will he feel maudlin enough or in his cups enough to share stories of his youth and his lost love. The walls are filled with trophies of various esoteric quality, their stories only hinted at and mostly made up by patrons over the years... Captain Ameribradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05566957779720645161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-23659512215762273082017-09-17T02:49:40.092-04:002017-09-17T02:49:40.092-04:00Graak is a grumpy goblin who refuses to talk about...Graak is a grumpy goblin who refuses to talk about what got him expelled from his former tribe. He manages to get by making the strangest drinks, inspired by goblin alchemy, and sends local heroes on various quests to keep them busy and away from the goblin caves.André Bogazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13625190047557386553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-52460893105752064442017-09-17T02:39:20.201-04:002017-09-17T02:39:20.201-04:00"delvers""delvers"nostromo74https://www.blogger.com/profile/08799693972407986742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-42606690451911627622017-09-17T02:35:38.265-04:002017-09-17T02:35:38.265-04:00Hop McFuggles, Dwarven craftsman of superior ales ...Hop McFuggles, Dwarven craftsman of superior ales and proprietor of The Hammered Adventurer alehouse. Conveniently located at the entrance to the cascade dungeons, Hop provides quality respite, refreshment and courage to weary and prospective dungeon delivers.nostromo74https://www.blogger.com/profile/08799693972407986742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-58142149316567576362017-09-16T23:34:42.955-04:002017-09-16T23:34:42.955-04:00Percival Hotspur is a fussy teetotaler who inherit...Percival Hotspur is a fussy teetotaler who inherited the Jocular Inn from his boisterous, adventuring father. Taking after his mother's side of the family, it sometimes seems as though Percy manages the bar more to monitor and safeguard the well-being of his customers than to run a welcoming festhall. He keeps the bar impeccably clean and tidy, much like his pencil-thin mustache. If Salvador Dali had an uptight, polar-opposite twin that abhorred bombast, it would be Percival. The trick to having a good time in his bar is to order a drink he's never heard of, and he will always overcompensate by making it ridiculously strong as he brags about all of the exotic drinks he does know... but thank you very much for helping him expand his repertoire. Michael Austinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04508343918310110274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-9276704865401625392017-09-16T22:08:59.771-04:002017-09-16T22:08:59.771-04:00Most people consider Sara the bartender a normal f...Most people consider Sara the bartender a normal friendly part of their town. Not even the most suspicious would consider for a moment that she might be a powerful formerly evil necromancer, who was "unlucky" enough to have encountered a Helm of Opposite Alignment and is now hiding from her former compatriots.Nathand Christensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04970775977215774943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-40885062798853539732017-09-16T20:56:06.890-04:002017-09-16T20:56:06.890-04:00Trogan Joss is the owner and head bartender of the...Trogan Joss is the owner and head bartender of the Rusty Saw, a well built and well loved drink hole popular with local lumberers and woodsman. Trogan was a lumberjack himself, but a terrible injury on the job left him both unable to continue his work and part owner of a profitable lumber concern. As both a former worker and current owner he often finds himself asked to be peacemaker and adjudicator.Nathanielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02574803751977706059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-4712058889778162902017-09-16T20:44:35.340-04:002017-09-16T20:44:35.340-04:00Slippy Penbroke is the arrogant aristocratic yet h...Slippy Penbroke is the arrogant aristocratic yet highly incompetent and butter-fingered barkeep at The Vomiting Goblin Tavern. Adventurers would normally not patronize such a train-wreck of a drink-slinger, if it wasn't for the all the highly-accurate maps and rumors he seems to know off the top of his head and spews out randomly from time to time(usually while cleaning up after himself).p1r8z0rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02232264043854801391noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-66329570901154111652017-09-16T18:23:57.596-04:002017-09-16T18:23:57.596-04:00Tenkar, give the prize to this guy. He wins just f...Tenkar, give the prize to this guy. He wins just for having the best bartenders name!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11936081915545646156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-18418828507181337462017-09-16T15:37:29.725-04:002017-09-16T15:37:29.725-04:00Wasdelb, barkeep for the Tipsy Cock is actually th...Wasdelb, barkeep for the Tipsy Cock is actually the forgotten god Putres, whose only remaining followers are a tribe of were-rats in the city sewers (an entrance to which lies in the Cock's cellar). Appears as a crooked and dirty old man, bad at his job and afraid of losing it as well as his only source of new worship. Occasionally drunken patrons will fall down the stairs and not be seen again, either food for or new recruits to his flock.Donaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03534671460703868048noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-21232221086461362382017-09-16T12:19:22.110-04:002017-09-16T12:19:22.110-04:00Gaji, a sturdy female gnome, dresses elegantly and...Gaji, a sturdy female gnome, dresses elegantly and carries herself with ladylike grace. Beneath her composed exterior, however, is what some of her patrons call "the Gorgon," as she can suddenly become a fierce and terrifying force to any who disrupt the "harmony" of her establishment. For a piece of silver, she will read your fortune in the spit of your empty glass.Mica Grieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04657056861469525182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-22513345581468314112017-09-16T11:47:41.646-04:002017-09-16T11:47:41.646-04:00Bobby works the day shift, and is well known for t...Bobby works the day shift, and is well known for the exactness of his mixes. So exact that he has a selection of eyedroppers to precisely measure the volumes of the various spirits he introduces into his drinks. This makes him exceedingly slow at producing a beverage. However, he also has an eidetic memory, which serves him well to start the drinks before his usual patrons place their order. Being on the day shift keeps the number of customers down, which is good because the bar Bobby works at is frequented by the local "Merchant Benificent Society," and they don't like people snooping around their business, capiche? Bobby knows a lot more than he should. Doughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15657793356913767894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-75207888236678528602017-09-16T11:37:57.956-04:002017-09-16T11:37:57.956-04:00The bartender of my Morgansfort BFRPG campaign is ...The bartender of my Morgansfort BFRPG campaign is a veteran adventurer named Morgan Ironwolf. You may have heard of her. She runs the fort as well as the tavern, keeping in touch with the next generation of adventurers and handing out useful advice along with ale and mead.Brian S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00731302372518002115noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-42893417552243526562017-09-16T10:54:32.604-04:002017-09-16T10:54:32.604-04:00Lucine Dellafonn is the head bartender of the nigh...Lucine Dellafonn is the head bartender of the night shift at the 24 hour Till the Wolf Howls Tavern. She always dresses in black and her raven-black hair glistens with a hint of white. Rumors say not to become enthralled with her because once you follow her home just before daylight peaks you will never be seen again.Tony T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03711808468914135400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724254580047847936.post-92159580183511643542017-09-16T09:50:11.263-04:002017-09-16T09:50:11.263-04:00Gallorus Pulpp is the barkeep at The Joker's G...Gallorus Pulpp is the barkeep at The Joker's Grin. Located just off a busy road, known for its trouble with highwaymen and Ettins, travellers from all parts seek shelter in its timber framed walls. An open fire pit and fine dark Mild welcome the weary, Gallorus serves his customers with a punctilious efficiency but rarely a smile. Each evening he bids the guests good night, warning them to lock their doors and ignore the creaking roof "'tis an old place with a character of its own" he insists. Gallorus then retires to his small shack near the inn. The sad truth is that Gallorus is but a servant of an infernal power, cursed to serve guests of the Joker's Grin that, at night, comes to life and consume those that have willingly entered its innards...Inn by day, Demon stomach by night!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10164195964091694571noreply@blogger.com