Ma Gwenmora's Market Hostel

The cheapest place to stay in Lakevale, and the most crowded. Fishermen and their families are their primary clientele, but Gwenmora will take all comers provided they have the coin. Theft is rampant, but most of the inhabitants have few material possessions to begin with. All guests are required to have left the building for the day by 10 AM every morning; they may return by 3 PM that day to rent out a new room.

The buildings themselves are a pair of dormitories with beds crammed together and a fireplace at the end of every hall. Gwenmora makes no distinction between sex or age, and privacy is nonexistent. While cold, crowded, and uncomfortable, the beds are clean—Gwenmora takes great pride in that.

Gwenmora
An elderly wood elf with an enormous collection of loose skin and fat rolls. Her hair is grayed and brittle, her sharp cheekbones have vanished under the fat, and her pointed ears are saggy. Despite her age her mind is sharp as ever. Can usually be found smoking tobacco. Indolent and snarky, she is slow to anger but deals with guests who won't or can't pay with cold sadism.

Encounters

 * 1) Anyone with a passive Perception over 8 will notice a pickpocket going through their shit while they sleep. Have them react however they like, but Gwenmora chides them for causing trouble, and reacts hysterically to a murder. Killing people results in a permanent ban from the hostel.