
THE GREAT HALL PRESENTS
The Regulars
Four adventurers. Three keepers. One very good dog.
THE PARTY
They always come back.
They met after answering the same fraudulent bounty. There was no treasure and no princess to rescue. They returned tired, broke and owing The Great Hall for a wagon, two windows and several doors. Their table has remained occupied ever since.
Garrick Vale · Human Fighter
Confident. Capable. Usually wrong.
A former soldier from the borderlands, Garrick came looking for glory. He is loyal, fearless and certain every reckless plan will work. His plans have cost the Hall two windows, several doors and one spectacularly failed pit jump.
Liora Dawnmere · Elf Cleric
Grace under pressure.
Sent from an ancient woodland temple to learn patience, Liora keeps the party alive while they test the limits of it. Her healing is dependable. Her sympathy is reserved for injuries that were not obviously self-inflicted.
Torv Stonehand · Orc Barbarian
Strong hands. Gentle heart.
Torv left his mountain clan to use his strength protecting others. He is thoughtful, courteous and deeply loyal. He prefers a peaceful solution, but remains prepared to use a chair when necessary.
Orrin Vey · Human Wizard
Ancient wisdom. Recent mistakes.
Once a respected academy scholar, Orrin departed after an experiment left the faculty dining hall raining indoors for six months. He has studied nearly everything, including ceilings whenever Garrick begins explaining a plan.
KEEPERS OF THE HALL
The ones holding it together.
Bram Holloway · Tavernkeeper
He has heard every excuse.
A former caravan guard, Bram traded the road for a tavern that somehow causes more trouble. He keeps the Hall steady, the mugs full and Garrick's growing tab in a ledger thick enough to stop an arrow.
Tamsin Rook · Tavern Server
Nothing escapes her notice.
Tamsin remembers every order, every face and every attempt to avoid the check. Patient, sharp and impossible to fool, she can silence the whole party by holding out a single piece of paper.
Halvor Kettle · Hall Cook
Complaints are not a seasoning.
Halvor has fed soldiers, merchants and adventurers who mistake hunger for courage. He rules the Hall's kitchen with a scarred ladle, a short temper and an absolute refusal to serve anything bland. Anyone questioning his methods is welcome to cook for the party instead.
Aurelius · Hound of the Seventh Veil
Everyone calls him Biscuit.
Orrin summoned Aurelius while attempting to conjure a spectral wolf. The result was a golden dog who senses magic, curses and mimics—and can hear Orrin's thoughts. He responds most reliably to food.
TALES FROM THE TAVERN
Caught at the Hall.
Their misadventures are now part of the Hall's history—including the day Torv removed the front door and was told to put it with the others.
Before the hangover
Garrick asked if a hangover could be cured before it happened. Liora suggested putting the drinks down.
The delicate art of magic
Orrin tried teaching Torv finesse. Torv assumed the wand was a small club.
A promising sign
An archer shot Garrick. He took it as proof that she had noticed him.
Definitely not a mimic
Orrin declared mimics rare. Torv prepared to sacrifice the tavern's good chair.