The Spud-Hut Hearth

The Spud-Hut Hearth began as a roadside shelter built by Tobin Underbough, a tuber farmer, thirty years ago. Travelers kept stopping for Tobin's famously good baked potatoes and a night spent by the hearth. When Tobin passed, his niece Mara turned the shelter into an inn, adding rooms and a lean-to kitchen (the Spud Hut) to cater to steady traffic along the Midland Road. The inn survived a bandit attack fifteen years ago when strangers in masks tried to burn the place; townsfolk and a handful of passing mercenaries held them off. Since then the inn has been a modest landmark for traders, farmers, and the occasional adventuring party.

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The Spud-Hut Hearth

The Spud-Hut Hearth began as a roadside shelter built by Tobin Underbough, a tuber farmer, thirty years ago.

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Mara Underbough

Tavernkeeper

Mara Underbough
HalflingCommoner

Keeper's Species

Halfling

History

The Spud-Hut Hearth began as a roadside shelter built by Tobin Underbough, a tuber farmer, thirty years ago. Travelers kept stopping for Tobin's famously good baked potatoes and a night spent by the hearth. When Tobin passed, his niece Mara turned the shelter into an inn, adding rooms and a lean-to kitchen (the Spud Hut) to cater to steady traffic along the Midland Road. The inn survived a bandit attack fifteen years ago when strangers in masks tried to burn the place; townsfolk and a handful of passing mercenaries held them off. Since then the inn has been a modest landmark for traders, farmers, and the occasional adventuring party.

Quirks

Shoes are left at the lowbench by the hearth when possible; patrons toss a copper into the 'spud pot' (a battered kettle) for the 'Inn Spud Fund' — whoever raises the most gets the annual 'Golden Tater' (a carved wooden potato). The notice board is sticky with grease and sometimes new notices are tucked between handbills and old roast skins.

Lore

Locals speak of the 'Potato of Plenty' — a carved wooden talisman said to ensure the Spud-Hut never runs out of food. It is ceremonially placed under the hearthstone on the solstice by the oldest regular. Whispered tales tell that a traveling druid once blessed a single seed that now grows in the inn's root cellar; roots pulled from it were said to glow faintly and heal small wounds. Most regard this as superstition, but many leave a coin at the hearth in thanks when they leave, just in case.

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