Horseditch

NAMELESS ORACLE: [HGT: 5ft, 6in; WGT: 230 lbs] A sagging crone who has all but melded with her rocking chair. She has long, red hair in a massive heap that mostly obscures her face, except for a fat little nose that pokes through. 

She doesn't hide her face normally, she was just napping. She has clear, intelligent eyes and an animated face. 

She has a great interest in cooking. She foretells the future by examining her pottage at length. 

DRESSED IN: pink fur boots, a tan gown.

POSSESSIONS: feather, glass inkpot, waterskin, athame.

Prophecy: 2d, up to +2 for taking a day. Height is % reliability. 

The Broken Flagon  [5gp] Bartender: William: [HGT: 7ft, 2in; WGT: 220 lbs] A thin, tall mutant that is unkempt, with long platinum blonde hair. He has most mutations. He is depressed and easily frustrated. His pub's walls are all covered in drawings of swords and knights drawn in coal.  DRESSED IN: old boots, gray pants, white skullcap, and a gray old shirt. POSSESSIONS: ball of string, bread, manacles.

William's patter: Hail, Scion. Interest thee's in refreshment? Pardon our poor accom- acc- uh, sorry the place is a mess. I make hydromel. Thin wildflower mead, if it please ye."

Yakko: "Barkeep, you have no hired entertainment. Care to hire a wandering musical genius to entertain your guests?"

Hendric: "Blimey, ain't this cozy. They got eels, here? Your lordship, we should have eels. You get them inland betimes, just sort of crunchier."     "No eels, but I got pickled eggies?"     "Hmmm, they give me terrible wind. I'll have eight."

The Pellar  [10gp] Colton: [HGT: 5ft; WGT: 90 lbs] An aging man with curly, blonde hair. He has a difficult time seeing, and uses a goat on a rope to get around. DRESSED IN: a rough-hewn cloak, a necklace of rabbit feet. POSSESSIONS: wooden snuff box (3 pinch), list of herbs, hand axe, small metal box with 3cp.

Services: Setting broke limbs (10sp), reading fortunes (1gp, need a small animal), removing curses (4-10gp, other stipulations may apply), inpatient (5sp/night, no guarantee of survival, pay upfront). 

16 - Roadside Inn (2sp per night, four hay mattresses, extra room in the stables for cheap)  [9gp] Inn Keeper: Kellen: [HGT: 4ft, 3in; WGT: 90 lbs] He is an old mutant with several daughters who work at the inn.  DRESSED IN: gray sandals, a dark-green belt with a iron buckle, dark-brown short pants, and a brown tunic. POSSESSIONS: small prayer book (Tarkus), canvas bag, beeswax, small leather bag with 5cp.

Youngest Daughter: Janna: [HGT: 3ft, 7in; WGT: 75 lbs] A gaunt little girl with horns, a tail, long ears, and a stomach mouth. She's wearing a grey tunic tied by a cord. Her hands are black, as if from coal.

News: Everyone is fairly depressed, because recently a pack of feral pigs ran through and managed to eat every child in the village but one, my daughter young Janna. Everyone's beginning to point fingers, and he's worried for her safety.

Lately, the shrine to Tarkus has been left untended. The holy man who preached there and maintained the shrine left and became a hermit half a year ago. He took a holy relic with him and hasn't returned. People are blaming him for the wild pig attack.

Ariadne Brae will take an interest in this story, and request leave to search for the huntsman before rejoining the group up the road.

[Priest of the Hunt] Blaine: [HGT: 6ft, 11in; WGT: 310 lbs] A giant of a man with curly, brown hair and a full beard down to his belly. He was always solitary and secretive, very gruff as well. He used to leave for weeks at a time hunting exotic creatures for the shrine.  DRESSED IN: brown thigh boots, a dark-red belt, green pants, a brown tunic, and a dark brown cloak. He wore a heavy, dented steel barbute with bear claw marks sometimes. POSSESSIONS: silver arrowhead, map, pemmican, hand axe, belt pouch.