As you are marched towards The Key, you can feel the rickety dock sway back under the weight of the prisoners. The rowing of The Key is slow and deliberate. You see your home for the next few months. You are suprised it is still afloat.
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Many think gold and silk are the way to wealth, but people always need to eat and they hate to eat the "same old bland thing". Thus they will always buy herbs, spices, and salt.
The temple/ church in this sea side town is just another one. It is part of the common faith for the region. You might not give it a second glance. But if you are a worker of the sea, it is the holiest of shrines.
This tavern and common house (restaurant) looks like any other quaint building in the area. It is a good sized common house, serving upto 50 people comfortably. The Stinking Rose gets its name by the primary ingredient for its food - Garlic.
The Local Barron does not own this business, but he certain keeps it in business. It was named in his honor by two (now old) men who realized that non wizard generated cold drinks and foods could be profitable. In doing such, they have literally change the country.
The Food Shack is one of those little holes in the wall that you would either miss or want to avoid. It is also “the place” to have Kenditho.
The Returning Gem buys and sells goods, like a good pawn shop should.
Mr Krasnov long ago saw a gap in the market that his bar could fill.It caters for Orcs, Goblins, Lizard People and other races that are seen, not as evil, but as inferior by many people, and has a strict *no humans allowed policy (except for Mr Krasnov himself of course.)
Brownworks is a leatherworking shop and store. It is not much to look at from the outside. You know it is a leather shop the moment you open the door.
The city is large enough, and filled with enough nobles and rich merchants, that it can support a number of "frivolous businesses". Thus Garden in the City is the first Florist in the city (heck… in The Land).
This is your traditional water wheel mill. It is a large grey painted building, next to a river. It has a history though that most people do not know.
Despite the name, no metal working is currently done here. It is a restaurant of some repute.
DiCarrigan’s Den has the appearance of a “common house”, but it is actually a club. Only those who are members (having paid their dues to the house. Their they gamble, drink, and socialize in proper splender.
Since there is only one Glass Works in the city, there is really no need for a name. This seems unimportant to the adventurers, yet it has an impact upon the city.
It is not really a field, but an arena of sorts for local games. It seems to be the most important part of town, at least to some.
It is an unassuming brick building. However, it is made assuming because it is surrounded by more traditional timber and plaster buildings. There are no windows and a very plain door. On the door is incribed the name of the establishment Zenorcans. Almost no one knows what goes on in there.
This is a Tea and Klah shop on the corner of two large streets. The streets meet at an odd angle, so the Corner Klah is a odd pie wedge shaped establishment. It has a few chairs and small table outside for patrons to avoid the noise inside for the noise outside.
Silver Thread’s shop is a tailors shop. The shop mistress and her crew can produce a wide variety of local styled clothing in a wide variety of local cloths. While most clothes are always custom made, Silver Thread’s shop actually has premade clothing.
Guild Stations are found in almost every town and city. They serve several functions. No matter what the local buildings are like, they have distinctive red doors and a lamp that is always kept burning to its right.
The characters are wandering through the bustling crowds of Lasopolis. A street conjuror is performing a simple summoning spell, something for the kiddies. A bit of odious purple powder in the fire, an incantation and out pops a saak-lizard or a muhmentarsh, writhing from the flaming brazier. But the conjuror has only a poor grasp of the arcane magical tongue. A few stuttered syllables could lead to Other Things coming through the brazier and giving the crowd more entertainment than they had paid for...