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The Iron Wench

Built thirty years ago by a retired caravan guard named Bren Varrel to serve travelers on the dusty trade road, the Iron Wench became known for cheap ale and loud nights. The building survived a barn fire that took Bren's wagon and two horses; he rebuilt larger and hung a rusted iron sign over the door as both warning and welcome. Ownership passed to his apprentice, Lysa Varn, after Bren disappeared following a winter raid. Under Lysa the tavern grew rowdier and gained a reputation as the place where local disputes are settled over dice and fists.

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The Iron Wench

Built thirty years ago by a retired caravan guard named Bren Varrel to serve travelers on the dusty trade road, the Iron Wench became known for cheap ale and loud nights.

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Lysa Varn

Tavernkeeper

Lysa Varn
HumanFighter

Keeper's Species

Human

History

Built thirty years ago by a retired caravan guard named Bren Varrel to serve travelers on the dusty trade road, the Iron Wench became known for cheap ale and loud nights. The building survived a barn fire that took Bren's wagon and two horses; he rebuilt larger and hung a rusted iron sign over the door as both warning and welcome. Ownership passed to his apprentice, Lysa Varn, after Bren disappeared following a winter raid. Under Lysa the tavern grew rowdier and gained a reputation as the place where local disputes are settled over dice and fists.

Quirks

The tavern has a bell behind the bar that is rung when someone wins a 'house challenge' at the dice table. The house cat, nicknamed Pick, steals unattended coin pouches and hides them under the hearth. Patrons who pay for a 'song and silence' expect a tune followed by five minutes of quiet where secrets are whispered. The larger upstairs room is always three degrees cooler than the rest of the house, and people who sleep there claim to dream of the road.

Lore

Locals tell a half-serious legend that the Iron Wench stands where an old crossroad spirit once tested travelers. People say if you give a cup of ale to the hearth spirit before midnight you travel safer for seven days. The tavern's name refers to the battered iron sign fashioned from a plow blade, which Bren hammered into shape after the caravan's misfortune. Old-timers claim the tavern's ale recipe borrows a pinch of spruce from a hermit tied to the same road, though no recorded recipe exists.

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