The Bent Spur Saloon is Dustveil’s social hub: long bar, a few card tables, a small stage for a piano/fiddle, and six cheap rooms upstairs. House rules are posted at the door—peace-wrap your weapons, no fighting on the floor, the dealer’s word stands. The saloon buys local beef and sells rail beer, rotgut, and coffee; a back room handles higher-stakes games when a train’s in. Notices and odd jobs pin to a rail-spike board by the entrance, and the owner keeps a quiet corner for private talks with the sheriff or anyone paying for discretion.
