The Rusty Flagon

The Rusty Flagon began as a small waystation for weary farmers and merchants nearly fifty years ago. Over time, it has seen better days, as the nearby town grew larger inns and finer taverns stole away wealthier clientele. This humble establishment now primarily serves the struggling common folk and itinerant travelers who appreciate its low prices and unassuming comforts.

Tavern

The Rusty Flagon

The Rusty Flagon began as a small waystation for weary farmers and merchants nearly fifty years ago.

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Merrick Tallow

Tavernkeeper

Merrick Tallow
HumanCommoner

Keeper's Species

Human

History

The Rusty Flagon began as a small waystation for weary farmers and merchants nearly fifty years ago. Over time, it has seen better days, as the nearby town grew larger inns and finer taverns stole away wealthier clientele. This humble establishment now primarily serves the struggling common folk and itinerant travelers who appreciate its low prices and unassuming comforts.

Quirks

A persistent musky smell lingers, a mix of damp wood, unwashed bodies, and old ale. The candlelight flickers uneasily in the heavy air, shadows twisting in every corner. The rusty iron flagon emblazoned on the sign squeaks faintly in the damp breeze.

Lore

Locals tell of a secret cellar beneath the tavern—once used by smugglers and rebels during a long-past uprising. Though the entrance has been long forgotten and buried beneath layers of rot and refuse, some claim strange noises and ghostly lights can still be seen on moonless nights.

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