The Red Gauntlet

An old establishment whose booths are always full of old men remembering old battles and slightly shady merchants conducting slightly shady deals in low, muttering voices.

Customers are welcomed to drink themselves to sleep, and those more lively drunks are simply slipped a little sleep syrup in their next drink. Loud snorers are taken to a back room but others sleep where they sit, watched over against thieves by the proprietor, who knows what to watch for.