The Green Door
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The Green Door

Tavern

The interior of The Green Door is dark and smoky, the low ceiling giving the place a cavelike mood. The short entrance hall decorated with some faded tapestries of musicians leads to the main room. To the left, flush with the entrance hall, is the bar, a rather plain stone and wooden area behind which are casks of several types of beer, mead, and ale, the favorite a brew called Dusty Wheat made from the local grains gathered from King's Field. Another popular brew is called [Down with the] King's Mead, a bitter beverage that was renamed after the banishment of Andropinis, and patrons often approach the bar yelling "Down with the king!" when they want that particular drink. The majority of the main room is made up of tables and chairs where the patrons enjoy their drinks and food. The kitchen is located through an archway next to the bar. Each table has a small candle, which along with the wall sconces provides additional (if meager) lighting in the windowless building. At the opposite end of the main room, the stage takes up the last few feet of The Door, running the width of the building. Faded red curtains hang to either side of the central stage, and most night, musicians play spirited tunes on their instruments. The Door's signature band is called The Rowdy Runners, a group of six elves who have forsaken their tribe and live in Balic. Their brand of music is loud and a bit screechy, but the patrons seem to like it.

SECRETS

A curtained archway near the stage leads to a series of private booths useful for secret meetings or romantic rendezvous. The booths are made of stone, though the seats are padded with a dark brown leather. A candle sits on each table of the six booths, and those candles are the only source of illumination. The area is quieter than the main room, but the sounds from the stage usually drown out the conversations from nearby booths.

The Green Door is not a rough and tumble spot, and does not have a reputation as a place where criminals meet. Conleevus has endeavored to keep the tavern's reputation clean, to better throw off any suspicious. A handful of thieves and assassins do indeed meet with clients. The owner is paid a small fee for letting these particular freelance lawbreakers do their business in the private booths, and Conleevus limits the meetings to only those he knows. After all, his is a (mostly) honest business, not one of those Bard's Quarter holes.