Epochian Bruis

The Epochian Bruise is nestled in a narrow, shadowed alleyway of the Lower Sector of the Metropolis of Epoch. The cobblestone streets are uneven and perpetually damp, with the occasional flickering gas lamp providing scant illumination.
The bar's facade is a patchwork of old, darkened wood and stone. A rickety sign hangs precariously above the entrance, originally spelling out "Epochian Brews" in faded golden letters. However, someone has crudely scratched out the "w" and painted an "is" over it, now reading "Epochian Bruis." No one in the tavern has brought up it's mispelled. The door is heavy and reinforced, showing signs of repeated repair, suggesting a history of forced entries or brawls.
Inside, the bar is dimly lit by a combination of sputtering candles and grimy lanterns. The air is thick with the scent of stale ale and the occasional waft of something more pungent. The wooden floorboards creak with every step, and the furniture is a mismatched assortment of tables and chairs, many showing signs of damage from various scuffles. A long, scarred bar runs along one side, behind which shelves stocked with a variety of dubious-looking bottles are seen. In one corner, a small stage hosts occasional performances, often of questionable talent.
The patrons are a rough crowd, consisting mainly of rogues, mercenaries, and those looking to avoid the eyes of the law. The conversations are hushed, with many heads bent over their drinks or in secretive discussions. The clink of coins and the shuffle of cards can be heard, along with the occasional raised voice or bark of laughter.

The Epochian Bruise is owned by a grizzled, middle-aged man named Darrik Stone. Darrik has a weathered face marked by several scars and a perpetually wary expression. A former adventurer, he settled in Epoch to capitalize on the city's bustling underbelly. His connections with various underworld figures make the bar a known, though not officially acknowledged, rogue's hideout. darrik is known for his no-nonsense attitude and ability to handle trouble when it arises.

One of the regular serving wenches at the Epochian Bruise is a young woman named Ofelia Swift. Ofelia has fiery red hair and piercing green eyes, often catching the attention of the bar's patrons. Her demeanor is a blend of charm and toughness, a necessary combination for working in such a volatile environment. Ofelia grew up in the Lower Sector, learning to fend for herself from a young age. She started working at the bar after her older brother, a small-time thief, disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Rumors suggest she’s on a personal quest to uncover the truth behind his disappearance, using her position at the bar to gather information from its shady clientele.

Type

Pub / Tavern / Restaurant