Wednesday, 23 April 2014
The Docklands side of a Street of a Hundred Taverns, as readers will have noted throughout this tour, is home to some desperate, if hard working, people. This is especially true of you leave the main thoroughfare proper.
Lingering on the edges of however are taverns and inns that cater to the poorer traveller. The Traveller's Rooms1 is exactly that, a small tavern with two small rooms and, like so many poorer watering holes, a barroom floor doubling as a common room.
The Traveller's Rooms offers little in the of services save lousy beers, ales and cider with ridiculously jingoistic names like Valten's Stouthearted Stout or Gobbo's Bane Hard Cider and Sigmar's Black Fire Black Ale. The poor traveller will find little else but passable food and a place to lay their head.
Being in the Docklands though may also mean keeping a dagger, sword, axe, or hammer nearby. Desperate people often will steal what pennies are not spent on living, drinking or resting.