| Tavern name | Location | Owner/Barkeep |
|---|---|---|
| Hollowback's | At the edge of a thick forest where the trees grow more and more enormous the deeper you go. Will-o'-the-wisps denote the tavern's location—but as you descend into the forest, they make it easier to get lost. | An ancient huldra who prefers the form of a wizened old woman. She is also the tavern's namesake. |
| The Forge | Underground, in a dwarven city. The Forge serves brick-oven pizza and sandwiches. They are best known for their cooks who hammer pizza dough and sandwiches flat before placing them in ovens to cook. | Two vaguely hipstery dwarves: one with a full beard but no hair anywhere else, and one with no beard but fabulous hair everywhere else. |
| The Pitcher Plant | Deep in a wet jungle, among unidentifiable ruins covered in moss. Its surroundings are so inhospitable and difficult to navigate, it doesn't even seem like it should exist. It primarily serves insects. | A honeypot ant whose abdomen functions as a tankard of sweet ale. |
| The Saltlick | On the coast, where the veldt meets the sea. In a realm torn apart by the conflicts between beasts, it is one of the few neutral zones left. Frequented by herbivores who need a break. | A lioness with a mane that she keeps cropped short. |
| Walk the Wok | A bustling city, just outside Chinatown. | A white man in his fifties who thought the pun was funny and decided to blow his retirement savings on it. |
| The Naked Faun | A fantasy-themed section of a theme park. More of a kiosk, but has a seating area just outside. Serves appropriately-themed fare, like turkey legs, "elven bread," and small pastries. | A theme park employee who hates her job. |
| The Cat-n'-Fiddle | An adorably rustic little town populated by talking animals who have apparently never known a day's strife. | An honest, hardworking black cat with white paws, nose, and chest. |
| The Snakepit | The shitty part of town. A goth club with cheap entry and even cheaper drinks. One of the youth's few sources of entertainment in this area of the city. | A man who has never been seen and only goes by "Mister E." |
| The Crow's Nest | On the coast. Serves sailors. | An old lady who lost her love to the navy when she was but a girl. She has not married or courted since. She has picked up the crass language and mannerisms of her clientele. Very friendly, but an abominable suck-up to navy officers. |
| The Kelpie's Bridle | A tiny town shrouded in mist, built not far from swampland that everyone who goes there will warn you to never approach. | An impossibly old man who tells excellent scary stories. At the bar, clients gather around a small oil lamp to hear him speak. |
| The Sword & Stallion | The edge of a kingdom, not far from a guard outpost. Serves knights and others on the king's payroll. | A retired knight with a hearty laugh and a missing arm. |
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