The Broken Mug
The Broken Mug Inn is an eyesore—a festering wound sagging at the end of a rickety pier at the outer edge of Scurvytown. Taking its name from the most common sort of weapon found in the place—a broken mug—it has a nasty reputation as a dive and watering hole for the poor and destitute. Few people brave the approach to the run-down inn, and fewer stay there for long, preferring the finer establishments further inside the Docks.
History
Dakarta Gringsson, a dwarf expatriate from Eroth, came to Freeport with a few coppers in her pocket, an axe over her shoulder, and a sour attitude. She tried her hand as a mercenary but found she no longer had the stomach for it. Searching for a way out of the business, she spent most of her evenings swilling thin ale at the Broken Mug inn. The owner, a lecherous fellow with a taste for dwarf maidens, offered to make Dakarta his partner in exchange for warming his sheets. Sensing an opportunity, Dakarta agreed, and on the first night of their “romance,” she strangled the man and dumped his body in the harbor through a trap door in the main room. The Broken Mug has been hers ever since.Description
The Broken Mug Inn looks like it was vomited out of Scurvytown into the sea only to catch on the end of a rotting pier to which no captain in his right mind would tie his ship. It leans treacherously over the edge of the water, and in certain places, swirling dark waters can be seen through holes in the floor. The interior is particularly noisome. Three-legged tables, unstable stools, and an old bar across the back are all the seating available, and most nights, patrons just stand around, leaning against the walls while they mutter and grumble about their misfortunes. There are rooms to let on the second floor of the Broken Mug. These rooms are cheap and simple, but most have a wonderful view of the harbor. However, once the workday begins in the predawn hours, the noise can be awful. Food is served here as well. It’s actually good, and it’s not unusual to see the upper crust occasionally dining here, during the day of course. Dakarta is tough enough to bounce unruly patrons herself. If anyone really annoys Gringsson, whether by hurting her or any of her staff, she has a rather unique punishment for them: dunking. The offender is bound hand and foot with the help of all those present and then placed upon a hinged platform to the south side of the main room. A rope secures the offender to a large ring set in the floor, and when the stays are kicked out, the trapdoor drops open, and the offender plunges into the murky depths. Most folks are hauled out spluttering within seconds.
Founding Date
823
Type
Pub / Tavern / Restaurant
Parent Location
Owner
Characters in Location
The World of Nor
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