[Nyka location] The Sharp Tongue Pub

[Liar]

The Sharp Tongue Pub and Brewery 54 Steel Street When it opened nine years ago, the Sharp Tongue was a nameless hole in the wall with an illustrated sign to separate it as an ale house. Like other pubs around the city, it gave beer to anyone who asked and its owner earned his meager living by taking cuts from servers’ tips. The small collection of loyal customers who funded the place in its early years had a knack for riddles and jokes, most often at each other’s expense. It is said their laughter attracted the rest; anyone is welcome to come and have a drink, but only those with the keenest wits are challenged to stay. Despite the fact that its only wares are known to dull the mind, this pub is known as the place to sharpen it. Around every table is an exchange of insults, a battle of riddles, or a race of knowledge. The babble of quick tongues fills its rooms, punctuated by the occasional wisdom of the loud-mouthed bartender. In the spring of 506, Mr. Eolla gave his establishment a name in honor of the quarter’s patron Alvina. Since then, it has expanded into a brewery, receiving sizeable rations of wheat and barley from the south to do its business. The brewery is a large, rectangular hall with two levels: the crowded, communal lower floor and the narrow balcony that looks down on it. Protruding from all four walls and served just as readily as the rest of the tables, the balcony seats are for more personal dealings, not necessarily more privileged ones. Bright lanterns hang from the walls and ceiling, casting irregular light on the oak finish that lines the interior of the stone building. The bar occupies the far corner, wrapped around a pair of conspicuous brass kettles and a small display of bottles on sale. The brewery itself can be accessed from behind the bar, a cellar that is usually reserved for employees. Fresh-brewed Wheat Beer is most commonly served, but shipments of whiskeys and barley-based beers are also available. The Sharp Tongue rarely offers foreign imports. Drunkenness is tolerated, but frowned upon; those who cannot hold their drink are usually left to argue among themselves, while brawls are quickly guided outdoors. The Sharp Tongue does not officially serve as an inn, but those who do not wish to brave the night are welcome to use the benches and tables as beds. Most patrons leave one Laat at the bar when they leave, but any amount is graciously accepted. Of course, monks are not expected to pay. NPC : Alex “Yeller” Eolla Age: 29 Position: Owner of the Sharp Tongue Pub and Brewery Description: This light-hearted and quick-witted young man stands behind the bar with half a head in his youth, and the other half in a riddle book of his own creation. He can be seen jotting down the good ones occasionally, but spends most of his nights engaging people at the bar or breaking up arguments on the floor. His nickname comes from the fact that he can somehow yell above the noise of his bar, however loud it is; those who know what’s good for them respect all requests for silence, knowing that they will be brief. He can spin a unique compliment as easily as a biting insult, but tends only to use the latter for disturbances and bad tippers. History: Though not particularly book smart, Alex always had a knack for words. As a child, he won and lost his share of fights, but he always preferred outwitting an opponent instead of beating them bloody. Born into a family of brewers in the Southern District, Alex learned the trade from his father at a young age. The second oldest of his six siblings, Alex branched from his father’s business to start a pub that served his beer. Just as the place was getting successful, however, Mr. Eolla took ill and could not be saved. His brother sold their brewery in the South and moved into the Sharp Tongue, which quickly became the city’s largest supplier of wheat beer. Skills: Rhetoric 82, Business 60, Brewing 59, Brawling 55