Red rose inn

unkown to any one Phill the owner has been replaced by one of these shape shifting oozes and the ooze is growing under grownd feeding on the memories off all its visitors and occasinaly eating those who stay up to late alone in the bar. Phill seems unefected by his dead wife and has a faint smell of sulfer (DC 18) he also seems espacily charismatic bringing more customers then ever even though every where seems barren this is the one place that seems full even though the food and drink is good espacially the red rose wine (2gp per bottle) it isn't that amazing.
up stairs there are five rooms for customers too sleep in (2 silver per night) Phill sleeps in the back behind the bar his bed seems strangly untouched and very tidy on his table is his diary which has not many noticable entries until near the end. Diary wensday "my dearest wife is not home yet from the store when all she needed to get where some simple grosaries i hope she isnt sleeping with that rechid man from the hearty oak" Friday "she has not yet returned home i fear as if she will not ever return as she may have gone the same way the rest of them have missing and never to be seen again" Saturday "she is alive i saw her last night while it was late she called to me to join her in a allyway befor a late night cuple came walking down and she vanished like the wind and i could not find her i will go back there tonight to join her. i cant wait for us to embrace once more" there is no more entries.