‘Hail,’ a large man with more scars on his face than whiskers says from behind the bar with a sneer that might be called his smile, ‘what can I get you?’

The barkeep’s name is Tyrsson, and he is a half-Vanir/half-Cimmerian lout that has worked for the Red Butchers for over ten years. He is the manager of the Iron Skull Inn, but he pays most of the profits to Rista Daan the spice merchant, who funded the place’s opening. He is gruff and to the point, but he is also fair and does not water down the drinks.



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