The Mud Platter
Connects to: 29.13.01.
This basement restaurant in the Shuttered City is popular place for drunks to fortify themselves against hangovers and for tired nocturnal entertainers to count their earnings before turning in. Its signature dish is salt beef cooked in yogurt and spices until the mess is as brown as the mud that seeps up between the bricks of the floor. This is then served on trenchers of spongy cornbread and eaten with the hands by ripping off pieces of the bread and using it to grab pieces of beef before they fall to the floor.
The proprietor, Jarvis, provides rumors that are fresher than his beef. He gets a steady stream of them from the hobgoblin urchins that come to his back door each day at dawn to be fed leftovers and kitchen scraps. These young hobs travel on and below the streets of Shuttered selling fish jerky, roast peanuts, sausages and grilled pigeon breast onna stick, often getting into trouble and dabbling in petty theft. Few people pay them much mind so those, like Jarvis, who do can learn a lot.
One of the human regulars here is employed carting night soil out of the city. On her nightly trek she has run into Armand of the Axe (29.13.01) in his spider-monkey form and, taking him for an angel of Alberon, has taken to leaving carved charms for him. She will happily tell anyone about her “visions” if they are willing to stand her pungent presence.
Hooks:
- Who are some of the other regulars?
- What are some other dishes of these lands?
- What has Jarvis heard from the hobs recently?