Eight great stone pillars rise up from the stone foundation, which is finished at an elevation three feet higher than the sidewalk/street level.  There are three steps about one foot high each that lead up on all sides of the great edifice that will become the Rams Head Inn and Tavern.  The stone pillars meet equally stout octagonal beams that ring the structure at each floor level.  The edges of the stone all meet in crisp edges and finished to an almost mirror surface.  Special light gray stone was imported just to make sure the best materials were put into the new shrine to Dwarven fellowship, where jokingly everyone knows this will be the place to find the pillars of Dwarven society.  Above the third floor the pillars curve on a circular curve inward to meet the companion on the opposing side of the structure forming a great dome a little less than thirty feet high, and all the folks that know something about construction marvel at how the Dwarves are able to build such structures able to resist the great tension around the uppermost ring of beams, but the Dwarves are not inclined to give up their secrets.

Between the pillars and beams forming the skeleton of the structure, the walls are formed one-foot thick in such uniform craftsmanship that you are sure any wall could be lifted out and fit into one of the other positions anywhere in the structure.  On each of four faces there is a great pair of doors rising seven feet high to the peak of a round top.  The doors are fashioned of thick hardwood that has a deep brown hue that highlights the wood grain beautifully.  The doors are secured with fine made, but very substantial iron fittings, hinges and the like.  In spite of their size and thickness, they glide open easily once the latch is released.  Around the whole of the structure are a series of oval shaped windows; curved at the top and the bottom.  They begin lower than you might be accustomed and end higher than you would expect, especially in a structure intended for Dwarves.  Everything about it is so grand.

Inside you are welcomed by a loud din of the conversations of a few score of patrons.  And immediately thereafter you are also aware of the heat from the great fire located in the middle of the wide open room.  A great fire ring in the floor is the centerpiece of attention, providing light, warmth and entertainment for the few guests that just came to have a tankard and think through their own thoughts in seclusion.  The rest of the patrons are spread out evenly about all the long tables arranged radially around the fire.  Like spokes on a wheel they permit the light to flow down the length of the tables.  Between the spokes closer to the outer walls are circular tables that help fill up the space for even more patrons.

Just as it is on the outside, the banner of the tavern's namesake, The Rams Head, is displayed at a few points along the wall.  The owner is clearly quite fond of the emblem and quite happy to share with you the tale of how that came to be the name of the Tavern and Inn; although since you have heard the tale before, you are always puzzled how the details seem to change a bit with each telling.  There is even a painting of a Dwarf riding a great ram mounted on the wall, and one wonders where the owner came to find such a painting and how fortunate they were to support the telling of the tall tale of the name.

The serving girls are always smiling and quite efficient, but they are always busy about their work coming and going to fetch more ale, cheese and biscuits; not wandering off from time to time as so many serving wenches are heard to do in many taverns.  The Tavern also has a long tradition of hiring the best bards and musicians able to entertain the crowd with melodies both familiar and exotic.  The tale of the demise of the Black Dragons at the hands of The Seven has become very popular here and many wonder from where the ballad came.  Another similar ballad describes an heroic fight with a Hydra, which while no one believes, still serves to entertain and lighten the spirits.  It is very surprising that a tavern like this could attract such a following in such a short time but the patrons don't bother with such deep thoughts; that's not what they came for.