The Hearth and Hoard

The Hearth and Hoard began as a waystation for caravaners crossing the western trade road. Founded twenty-five years ago by a retired dwarven mercenary, the place earned its reputation by paying for lost goods and by refusing to betray sheltered travelers. As adventuring parties grew common, the house adapted. Stables expanded, a map table was nailed into the center of the common room, and a retired paladin taught a few locals how to tend wounds. After a fire that gutted part of the east wing ten years ago, the tavern rebuilt with salvaged stone and an added second floor for private rooms. Over time it became not only a rest stop but a community hub for contracts, refuge, and the occasional brawl that turned into song.