The worlds weary travellers tend to come to this wondrous place, the walls are wooden and creaky, occasionally letting in the sunlight through its crags, the floor is wood paneled, with a large red and tattered rug adorning the center of the room, the bar, is to the right of the tavern entrance and to the left, there are stairs leading up to the bedrooms. underneath the balcony upstairs there's a stage, upon the stage there are numerous groups coming on and off, singing their pieces and collecting a few coin before heading off once more.