Innkeeper
He might have a point on some level, but you can't just give up because some old miner gives his "sagely" advice.
Still, you do have a bit of a dilemma on your hands; you need to think of a long-term way to raise profits. Actually at this point you need a short-term way to raise profits, because Mr. Reynolds will be coming in soon to collect and you doubt if you're going to have an adequate amount to pay him. That's going to result in a beating, which will result in your mom stepping in and selling the place.
Lacking any other solution you decide to water down the drinks, in the hopes that people will end up ordering more ale since it'll take them longer to get drunk.
This solution doesn't go over well.
That very night you're already getting comments that the ale doesn't taste quite as strong, and while this does result in the miners ordering more ale, the miners are used to drinking the Klyton alcohol they normally get and can instantly tell if something's wrong with it.
By the end of the week, you're getting loud verbal complaints about the ale, and outright accusations that it tastes like water. Several miners are insulted and leave the inn claiming that they've been loyal patrons here for so long and that they don't need to be treated like this. You attempt to explain, but they shove you out of the way and tell you to go back to your fancy college.
"I wish I could." You quietly say to yourself.
You aren't optimistic about the rest of the month. Sure there's still adventurers and the odd wanderer, but not enough to turn a profit. It'll be time to pay Mr. Reynolds soon and you're going to fall short again.
Your mother can't bare to see you get hurt again and suggests forgetting all about the inn and just taking off with all the remaining money you have and going to live with your crazy aunt Enora.
Still, you do have a bit of a dilemma on your hands; you need to think of a long-term way to raise profits. Actually at this point you need a short-term way to raise profits, because Mr. Reynolds will be coming in soon to collect and you doubt if you're going to have an adequate amount to pay him. That's going to result in a beating, which will result in your mom stepping in and selling the place.
Lacking any other solution you decide to water down the drinks, in the hopes that people will end up ordering more ale since it'll take them longer to get drunk.
This solution doesn't go over well.
That very night you're already getting comments that the ale doesn't taste quite as strong, and while this does result in the miners ordering more ale, the miners are used to drinking the Klyton alcohol they normally get and can instantly tell if something's wrong with it.
By the end of the week, you're getting loud verbal complaints about the ale, and outright accusations that it tastes like water. Several miners are insulted and leave the inn claiming that they've been loyal patrons here for so long and that they don't need to be treated like this. You attempt to explain, but they shove you out of the way and tell you to go back to your fancy college.
"I wish I could." You quietly say to yourself.
You aren't optimistic about the rest of the month. Sure there's still adventurers and the odd wanderer, but not enough to turn a profit. It'll be time to pay Mr. Reynolds soon and you're going to fall short again.
Your mother can't bare to see you get hurt again and suggests forgetting all about the inn and just taking off with all the remaining money you have and going to live with your crazy aunt Enora.