What's on tap? Plenty of Tatt - Part One

It's a pretty classy place to hold a recruitment drive. One of the most honest and up-front endeavors for a tavern such as this. No shady press-ganging of crew for a ship, rather, a gathering of Captains scraping the bottle of the barrel or the toughest barnacles that can cling to the lip of such. It's distinctly not Minosian, or Chantrisian or Amberite, though they are probably making up some of the unwashed masses. A melting pot of swarthy ingredients and a number of contests and jeering underway to see who has the longest...stride. Or the biggest...belt buckle. Not a place for nobles unless they're slumming it. Still, there's a wide variety here, not merely those who make a living on the water.
Ruby is further inside, hands on hips and sizing up the living and boasting souls. As one would study vegetables at market from an unfamiliar vendor.

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