The Crooked Eel

A tavern where most of the fishermen go, close to Eastwharf. Smells terribly like rotten fish, but the food is good and the patrons are friendly. A bit sleazier than most, but is also cheaper to stay in. One of the largest buildings in the Meat Wharfs, it's still more expensive than staying in Ma Gwenmora's Market Hostel, and safer as well.

Haler Bladedancer
Balding, black and bushy-browed, black eyed; a human brusque man who stays behind the bar, mixes drinks, and runs the tavern. Secretly writes poetry about the lake and landscapes, praising their natural beautyf. Is quite old, but can't bring himself to retire while knowing he should. Quiet to the point of sullenness.

Byrjid
Blonde, flamboyant, and tall for a dwarf; a woman who works as a bouncer and keeps the customers in line with her maternal demeanor and genuine mutual respect. Loves Haler for his hidden sensitive side, and keeper of the keys when renting out rooms. When she and Haler met they were of equivalent ages; but he has aged much faster than she and both are making preparations for his eventual death and her inheritance of their tavern.

Doril
A friendly, shaved, green-eyed youth; a halfling with an acute sense of right and wrong, a timid and unassuming demeanor, and a talent for cooking. Supervises the hired chefs and is always on the lookout for new and rare ingredients. Will pay handsomely for rare spices and edible monster parts; including but not limited to corpses, whole limbs, ribs, eyes, livers, tongues, and anything else remotely edible. Loves to experiment.

Eldrin
A loud, simple dwarven woman; Doril's childhood friend and bride-to-be. She doesn't care much for experimental cooking or the finer things in life; she has known from a young age that enough coin to get by with fine food, drink, and company is more than enough for her, and her job at the Crooked Eel grants her all three. Wears her long black hair in a complicated braid, and works as a barmaid. The housekeeper during the day and the server by night. Used prostitution to supplement her income before her engagement to Doril; her history is a source of strain in their relationship and rarely brought up.

Aella
A young human woman and the secondary barmaid. Brunette and pleasantly plump with rosy cheeks and a quick laugh; she can't hold her liquor but insists on flirtily accepting sips from patrons regardless. Has little ambition beyond making enough coin to move out of the Market Hostel, but has so far accrued enough gambling debt from the other guests that she will stay there for some time. Easily swayed by coin, but even moreso by sweet-talking. Lies about her age and is older than she looks; is actually in her late teens while claiming to be in her mid-twenties.

Encounters

 * 1) A human wearing garments made of leaves and a foreign cut/design demands that a full meal (not single veggies or pieces of fruit) be made for her without butter, lard, oil, egg, fish, or meat. After finding that no such item exists on their menu, she accosts the party for any vegan dishes they might have, demanding they help a "starving woman." If questioned, she will insist that this how the wood elves eat, and if she wants to get a room in Gwenmora's then she needs to impress the old wood elf