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=Vultures Vineyard Bar= | =Vultures Vineyard Bar= | ||
[[File:Time-Icon.png|40px]] The Vultures Vineyard | [[File:Time-Icon.png|40px]] The Vultures Vineyard Bar is a dimly lit space that smells of spilled ale and old wood smoke, a long bar counter running the length of the room. Behind it, rows of barrels and shelves crowd together, filled with a variety of liquor bottles collected over the years. The low murmur of conversation and the occasional creak of a settling bench fill the room, punctuated by the clink of glasses set down a little too hard. | ||
A mid-sized corkboard hangs on one wall, layered thick with notices old and new: a faded wanted poster for a bandit who was probably caught years ago, a hand-scrawled note about a missing goat with a reward offered in coin, and a flyer advertising a traveling merchant's next visit, the date long since passed. Nobody's bothered to take any of it down. | |||
A few wooden benches are scattered around the room where guests can sit and enjoy a drink. Above the bar counter, mounted on the wall in a place of obvious pride, hangs an ancient double-bladed axe, its edge dulled with age but somehow still catching the light strangely whenever a lantern passes near it. Nobody working here seems to remember exactly where it came from, only that it's always been there. Overall, the Vultures Vineyard Bar provides a cozy, well-worn atmosphere for guests to relax and indulge in a drink or two. | |||
==Event== | |||
Roll 1d6 on a 6, The axe above the counter seems to shift in the corner of your eye, and a voice speaks, one only you can hear. Turn to [[CCVV-1210|Wispering Axe]]. | |||
==Local Gathering== | ==Local Gathering== | ||
Roll x times on this table ignoring duplicates | Roll x times on this table ignoring duplicates | ||
{| class="wikitable" | {| class="wikitable" style="color:black; background-color:#efeae2;border: 2px solid #B21224;" | ||
! Roll 1d6 !! Townsfolk | ! Roll 1d6 !! Townsfolk | ||
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Revision as of 21:05, 4 July 2026
| Dicey Dangers, The Creepy Creature of Vulture's Vineyard | Game by Joel Hills |
Vultures Vineyard Bar
The Vultures Vineyard Bar is a dimly lit space that smells of spilled ale and old wood smoke, a long bar counter running the length of the room. Behind it, rows of barrels and shelves crowd together, filled with a variety of liquor bottles collected over the years. The low murmur of conversation and the occasional creak of a settling bench fill the room, punctuated by the clink of glasses set down a little too hard.
A mid-sized corkboard hangs on one wall, layered thick with notices old and new: a faded wanted poster for a bandit who was probably caught years ago, a hand-scrawled note about a missing goat with a reward offered in coin, and a flyer advertising a traveling merchant's next visit, the date long since passed. Nobody's bothered to take any of it down.
A few wooden benches are scattered around the room where guests can sit and enjoy a drink. Above the bar counter, mounted on the wall in a place of obvious pride, hangs an ancient double-bladed axe, its edge dulled with age but somehow still catching the light strangely whenever a lantern passes near it. Nobody working here seems to remember exactly where it came from, only that it's always been there. Overall, the Vultures Vineyard Bar provides a cozy, well-worn atmosphere for guests to relax and indulge in a drink or two.
Event
Roll 1d6 on a 6, The axe above the counter seems to shift in the corner of your eye, and a voice speaks, one only you can hear. Turn to Wispering Axe.
Local Gathering
Roll x times on this table ignoring duplicates
| Roll 1d6 | Townsfolk |
|---|---|
| 1 | Grog Trebonk |
| 2 | Cydney 'The Boar' Trixter |
| 3 | Person |
| 4 | Armondo Darksteel |
| 5 | Person |
| 6 | Gideon Goldenshield |
Travel Locations
- North to the Ballroom
- South to the Common Room
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The Creepy Creature of Vulture's Vineyard | ******************************************************************************************************************************************** |