Innkeeper
You figure you'll be able to stretch out your alcohol supply just long enough to get your next shipment and you'll just have to hope for the best.
That very night you're already getting comments that the ale doesn't taste quite as strong, this results in the miners ordering MORE ale since they aren't getting drunk on what you're currently giving them. This means you end up having less alcohol to stretch things out.
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 before you get in the next shipment. This still wouldn't be so bad except it's going to 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.
That very night you're already getting comments that the ale doesn't taste quite as strong, this results in the miners ordering MORE ale since they aren't getting drunk on what you're currently giving them. This means you end up having less alcohol to stretch things out.
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 before you get in the next shipment. This still wouldn't be so bad except it's going to 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.