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It all began at Britmoll's Tavern
Since your arrival on Triad (in the Cassidine system) a few days ago the weather hasn’t changed. Rain! It hasn’t stopped, only changed from heavy to slight drizzles. Each of you coming to Triad for your own personal reasons have wound up at Britmolls Tavern, located int eh warehouse district of New Hope, Triad's capital.
Cold gusts of wind blowing through the taverns automatic doors as they increasingly let more patrons in. It seems every time you each turn around there are more and more beings in the tavern. Soon enough the tavern becomes its status quo of a dimly lit, smoke filled haven for many various beings...
This bar is one of the low-key meeting places on Cassidine. Many criminal elements and underworld figures meet here to arrange their various deeds.
The Planet Law often patrols the area and is typically called to the tavern 4-5 times a week, to handle and attempt to cease a variety of criminal activities.
The owner, Killian Britmoll, is an ex-mercenary that gave up his guns for a ‘quieter’ occupation. Killian, a mountain of a human with a bulky bionic left arm, received the tavern as payment from a client that hired him yet couldn’t pay the bill. Running the tavern for several years now Killian has earned a reputation as a man not to be trifled with. His motto is simple “Don’t bring yer trash in here, and I won’t have ta hurt you!”
Oddly enough it’s not Britmoll that calls the Law in, it is usually the unruly patrons Killian ejects from the bar.
Various elements of the criminal underworld use Britmolls tavern as a “safe’ house. They know he has no concern for their bissness and as a result he is ‘tipped’. Well. Most travelers have heard that if your morals are low and you need work Britmolls is the place to go.
The Planet Law often patrols the area and is typically called to the tavern 4-5 times a week, to handle and attempt to cease a variety of criminal activities.
The owner, Killian Britmoll, is an ex-mercenary that gave up his guns for a ‘quieter’ occupation. Killian, a mountain of a human with a bulky bionic left arm, received the tavern as payment from a client that hired him yet couldn’t pay the bill. Running the tavern for several years now Killian has earned a reputation as a man not to be trifled with. His motto is simple “Don’t bring yer trash in here, and I won’t have ta hurt you!”
Oddly enough it’s not Britmoll that calls the Law in, it is usually the unruly patrons Killian ejects from the bar.
Various elements of the criminal underworld use Britmolls tavern as a “safe’ house. They know he has no concern for their bissness and as a result he is ‘tipped’. Well. Most travelers have heard that if your morals are low and you need work Britmolls is the place to go.
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