Murudenu Tavern

Murudenu is at knifepoint, and the whole village drinks at your place. You keep the inn. Every night the door opens and patrons sit down: they show what they want, you tap the right bottle, the glass pours, you slide it over to them. Too slow, and they slam the door. Three slammed doors, and the night falls. SEAT RIVALS FAR APART The Militia, the Church, the Wild Ones, Triune: four factions that cannot stand each other. Two rivals side by side, and the fuse lights. Drag one of them to a stool further away before fists fly. EVERY TEN NIGHTS, A REGULAR TAKES THE COUNTER Halm goes first, always. Mira's order vanishes the moment it's spoken. Frederik fills the room three at a time. Bruse splashes with every drink. Escaut changes her mind mid-order. Vess says nothing, and grows impatient. Each has a rule, each has a bar to empty, and emptying it ends the night. Every boss beaten brings a new…