Innkeeper
You tell him if he wants to spend a few days here that's fine, but he's paying like everyone else, either that he can lower the price of his alcohol to cover the cost. Calwin protests saying that he should be put up for free, but you're unmoved. Eventually he tells you to forget it and tells his lackeys to just carry his booze down to your cellar and he'll be on his way.
"Glad you stood your ground on that one. Don't really want his type hanging around anyway." Your mother says.
The next few days are blessed ones. Some successful adventurers walk in with a whole lot of loot. They rest up in your nice rooms and tip generously. By the end of the week you've managed to save bit of money.
While you're sweeping up the inn early morning, a non-descript man of medium height enters with two bigger figures. One of them is unmistakably an ogre while the other guy is just a tall muscular human. Either one could break you in half.
"Are you are Mr. Reynolds?" you ask, knowing that it has to be him.
"That would be me. I take it you're the son of my late debtor? I do hope you realize that the debt doesn't end with him dying " Mr. Reynolds says
"No, no of course not. I've got your payment."
Mr. Reynolds looks pleased that you've handed him a weighty bag of coins.
"Nice. Glad to see we're getting off on the right foot, kid. Wouldn't want to have to sic Olaf here on you." Mr. Reynolds says while patting his ogre goon on the arm. "Be seein' ya in a few weeks kid."
As Mr. Reynolds leaves, your mother comes running up from the cellar wondering what's going on.
"Was that Reynolds? Why didn't you call me up here?!"
"I had it under control, besides it all went well. We're saving money, and hopefully those nice rooms we have will pay off still."
The next few days are uneventful; the miners seem to be enjoying the new Hessla ale though so that's a relief. They even seem to be talking to you a little more, one of the older miners Aglim, remarks about the adventurers that spent a few nights here awhile back.
"Y'know that's something I should've went into, instead of mining. You travel all over the damn place, killin things and take their shit. Sounds a hell of a lot more fun than spendin' your time hittin' the same damn piece of mountain over and over again."
"They didn't speak too much to me, but they said they were coming back from the Cloudpeak Mountains. Said they found some old crypt filled with treasure." You say.
"Yeah, I'll bet it was some old Dwarven tomb too. For their sake, they better hope the dwarves don't find out about it. They aren't too fond of outsiders desecrating their dead like that. Still, there's been an increase in those types lately in the mountains and a lot of them have been passing back and forth through Klyton. You might want to do some advertising for your inn or something." Aglim says before walking back to his table with his friends.
He does bring up an interesting point. You obviously have some nice rooms now, why not be a little pro-active and get more of these adventuring types to spend their ill gotten loot here?
You figure the best way to do this is appealing to the lowest common denominator. Sex appeal
"What?! Son I certainly hope you aren't suggesting that "
"NO! I was thinking about someone a lot younger like one of the barmaids."
"Hmm, I'm not sure if that's more or less insulting very well I agree that getting those adventuring type in here would help out a lot. We used to have more, but ever since the Flying Griffon Inn opened up in the merchant district we get less of their business."
"Do you know anything about this other inn?"
"Not much except it doesn't really offer anything more than ours, it just happens to be in a better location, what with all the shops around it and all."
You weren't aware of this other inn, then again you've just been focusing on your immediate problems. Maybe you should actively try to discredit this other inn while you're advertising. The one thing you need to do is speak to your barmaids about this.
"Huh, well I can tell you right now I'm not parading around the streets trying to seduce passing adventurers like some harlot." Wendy says.
"I'll do it, but I'm not sucking anyone's cock!" Rita exclaims.
"We we have to suck someone's cock?" Eliza asks looking a little worried.
" Argh! Nobody is going to have to suck anyone's cock!" you yell. "Look I only need one of you to go out on the street, find adventurers and try to entice them into coming to our Inn. I don't really care how you do it, just try your best, and that will most likely involve you looking as pretty as you can."
"Oh, well I suppose I could try to do that if I have to." Eliza says.
"Glad you stood your ground on that one. Don't really want his type hanging around anyway." Your mother says.
The next few days are blessed ones. Some successful adventurers walk in with a whole lot of loot. They rest up in your nice rooms and tip generously. By the end of the week you've managed to save bit of money.
While you're sweeping up the inn early morning, a non-descript man of medium height enters with two bigger figures. One of them is unmistakably an ogre while the other guy is just a tall muscular human. Either one could break you in half.
"Are you are Mr. Reynolds?" you ask, knowing that it has to be him.
"That would be me. I take it you're the son of my late debtor? I do hope you realize that the debt doesn't end with him dying " Mr. Reynolds says
"No, no of course not. I've got your payment."
Mr. Reynolds looks pleased that you've handed him a weighty bag of coins.
"Nice. Glad to see we're getting off on the right foot, kid. Wouldn't want to have to sic Olaf here on you." Mr. Reynolds says while patting his ogre goon on the arm. "Be seein' ya in a few weeks kid."
As Mr. Reynolds leaves, your mother comes running up from the cellar wondering what's going on.
"Was that Reynolds? Why didn't you call me up here?!"
"I had it under control, besides it all went well. We're saving money, and hopefully those nice rooms we have will pay off still."
The next few days are uneventful; the miners seem to be enjoying the new Hessla ale though so that's a relief. They even seem to be talking to you a little more, one of the older miners Aglim, remarks about the adventurers that spent a few nights here awhile back.
"Y'know that's something I should've went into, instead of mining. You travel all over the damn place, killin things and take their shit. Sounds a hell of a lot more fun than spendin' your time hittin' the same damn piece of mountain over and over again."
"They didn't speak too much to me, but they said they were coming back from the Cloudpeak Mountains. Said they found some old crypt filled with treasure." You say.
"Yeah, I'll bet it was some old Dwarven tomb too. For their sake, they better hope the dwarves don't find out about it. They aren't too fond of outsiders desecrating their dead like that. Still, there's been an increase in those types lately in the mountains and a lot of them have been passing back and forth through Klyton. You might want to do some advertising for your inn or something." Aglim says before walking back to his table with his friends.
He does bring up an interesting point. You obviously have some nice rooms now, why not be a little pro-active and get more of these adventuring types to spend their ill gotten loot here?
You figure the best way to do this is appealing to the lowest common denominator. Sex appeal
"What?! Son I certainly hope you aren't suggesting that "
"NO! I was thinking about someone a lot younger like one of the barmaids."
"Hmm, I'm not sure if that's more or less insulting very well I agree that getting those adventuring type in here would help out a lot. We used to have more, but ever since the Flying Griffon Inn opened up in the merchant district we get less of their business."
"Do you know anything about this other inn?"
"Not much except it doesn't really offer anything more than ours, it just happens to be in a better location, what with all the shops around it and all."
You weren't aware of this other inn, then again you've just been focusing on your immediate problems. Maybe you should actively try to discredit this other inn while you're advertising. The one thing you need to do is speak to your barmaids about this.
"Huh, well I can tell you right now I'm not parading around the streets trying to seduce passing adventurers like some harlot." Wendy says.
"I'll do it, but I'm not sucking anyone's cock!" Rita exclaims.
"We we have to suck someone's cock?" Eliza asks looking a little worried.
" Argh! Nobody is going to have to suck anyone's cock!" you yell. "Look I only need one of you to go out on the street, find adventurers and try to entice them into coming to our Inn. I don't really care how you do it, just try your best, and that will most likely involve you looking as pretty as you can."
"Oh, well I suppose I could try to do that if I have to." Eliza says.