The Hole

Timestamp: Aquilo - Tavern

Locally the place was simply known a 'The Hole.' Hadn't been there long, served questionable drinks and questionable food. Mainly spiced goat, roasted marmot and sometimes jerky made from wild dog, to supplement the meagre supplies sent over from the city.

Wim - You quickly notice that some of the men in the tavern are not speaking any type of language you have ever heard. In fact as you discretely look at them and the way they are dressed you are sure they are not from Ostirarium, let alone Helias. Maybe some of the these men are from the nearby mountain clans. Close to you a drunk man with his arms and face covered in black dust and soot, is singing a little tune. Him you understand as he sways along, bobbing his head.

"I hope when I'm gone and the ages shall roll,
My body will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And pity the miner a-diggin' my bones."

Maybe you can get some information from him, about this place.