Location: A squat, weathered structure in the center of Camp Dragon on the Star River.
Signboard: A faded green sign hangs over the door, carved with an image of a coiled serpent curled around a bedroll. Beneath it, in flaking gold paint:
"Rest Easy, Stay Warm, Sleep Deep."
🕯️ Description
The Serpent’s Rest Inn is one of the oldest structures in Camp Dragon, built from salvaged stone and dark pine. The scent of spiced stew and pipe smoke drifts from its crooked chimney, promising warmth and refuge to weary miners, mercenaries, and wanderers alike.
Inside, the common room is dimly lit by amber lanterns and a sluggish hearth. The furnishings are sturdy but mismatched: scarred oak tables, ironwood chairs, and old rugs patched with leather. There's a strange hush here — not tense, exactly, but quiet, like a tavern deep in prayer.
Seven patrons sit quietly around the room, nursing mugs and muttering in low tones. They don't look up when newcomers arrive, and their drinks are barely touched.
The innkeeper, Brune Gorinchem, greets all guests with a warm clap on the shoulder and a practiced grin.
“Ah, welcome, friend. Rooms are clean, food is hot, and no one here asks too many questions. Take a seat — we’ll have something out to you shortly.”
🍹 "Junglefire Tisane" – The House Specialty
The cook, Dixus Gouda, can sometimes be seen through a gap in the kitchen door — a thickset man with a greasy apron, a deep jungle tan, and a glass eye that doesn’t quite sit right. He mutters in Low Dutch while grinding herbs with a pestle worn flat from use. The man rarely speaks to guests, but his concoctions speak volumes.
His signature brew?
“Junglefire Tisane”, a potent local favorite said to cure fever, banish nightmares, and put hair on your soul.
“Only a fool drinks it fast,” Brune warns with a wink. “And only once.”
🌿 What It Tastes Like (To Players)
Served in a dark clay cup, the Junglefire Tisane (tee-ZAHN) is thick and fragrant — heavy with stewed leaves, crushed bark, fermented fruit, and something spicy that makes your lips tingle. The color is a murky amber-green, and it steams faintly, even when served cold.
The aftertaste is complex: part medicinal tonic, part torch fuel.