Lira has heard of an Inn in this district called: The Black Lobster Inn (H15). It is large, full at all hours, and is said to be full of drunken sailors, adventurers, travelers, docksmen, and fisherman. Lots of marks, pickpockets. You've heard the food and ale are not great here, but of the options, it may be the "best."
"Hm, what was it...? Ah, The Black Lobster Inn. Still full of pickpockets, but it's supposed to be the best in this district. A decent place to get some privacy make a plan at least," Lira informs the others, ready to lead the way if they agree.
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With watchful eyes and hands on your purse, you move toward the docks. They are quite busy, with sailors loading and unloading various cargo. On the docks, fishmongers skin fresh catches from the morning runs. Moving toward the Inn, it appears lively and busy as lunch is now being served.
A large board near the docks seems to have attached various jobs, notices, and announcements.
The Black Lobster Inn squats on the corner of the docks, its warped timbers dark with salt and spray. Even in daylight the place is crowded — sailors, dockhands, and rough travelers shouting over one another, tankards already in hand though the sun is still high. The smell of weak ale and fish stew fills the air, but most here are too drunk to care. On the way to the Inn, there are clearly some other establishments but they look even worse. H13: The Vulgar Goblin Inn, and H14: The Hemlock tavern
Whether you actually notice or its just your paranoia, you certainly feel as if your group is being watched, but no one sees anyone following you at this time.
Lira pauses in thought, trying to remember if she has heard of any place to lodge in Blacksand that is a bit safer than the others.
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Lira has heard of an Inn in this district called: The Black Lobster Inn (H15). It is large, full at all hours, and is said to be full of drunken sailors, adventurers, travelers, docksmen, and fisherman. Lots of marks, pickpockets. You've heard the food and ale are not great here, but of the options, it may be the "best."
"Hm, what was it...? Ah, The Black Lobster Inn. Still full of pickpockets, but it's supposed to be the best in this district. A decent place to get some privacy make a plan at least," Lira informs the others, ready to lead the way if they agree.
| Joy - Hexblood Open Sea Paladin - Netherdeep | Kaelen - Shadar-kai Gloom Stalker Ranger - Old Keep | Lira - Half-elf Thief Rogue/Druid - Allansia | Arkon - Goliath Champion Fighter - Hardcore DiA | Teryn - High Elf Archfey Warlock - Runewarren | Zoveldra - Kalashtar Open Hand Monk - Eberron | Mavilius - Tiefling Eloquence Bard - Golden Vault | Vannithos - Shadar-kai Astral Self Monk - Von Nichts Manor |
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With watchful eyes and hands on your purse, you move toward the docks. They are quite busy, with sailors loading and unloading various cargo. On the docks, fishmongers skin fresh catches from the morning runs. Moving toward the Inn, it appears lively and busy as lunch is now being served.
A large board near the docks seems to have attached various jobs, notices, and announcements.
The Black Lobster Inn squats on the corner of the docks, its warped timbers dark with salt and spray. Even in daylight the place is crowded — sailors, dockhands, and rough travelers shouting over one another, tankards already in hand though the sun is still high. The smell of weak ale and fish stew fills the air, but most here are too drunk to care. On the way to the Inn, there are clearly some other establishments but they look even worse. H13: The Vulgar Goblin Inn, and H14: The Hemlock tavern
Whether you actually notice or its just your paranoia, you certainly feel as if your group is being watched, but no one sees anyone following you at this time.