Brodgar wrote:Salvor Lee Cavin was the first to discover the "medicinal" properties of the sweet gale plant...
Ah, yes, Salvor Lee Cavin, proprietor of Cavin Inn, that transformed mine outside of Siberfur. Very nice description, Brodgar!
Just to be fair, this is a room description of my new area:
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The Hotel Bar
The flickering candle flames of the lanterns have grown dim in this spacious room. The air is thick with the sweet smelling smoke of shenleaf pipes. (Shenleaf is a common weed in these parts of the mountains, but some varieties have been cultivated and dried to provide the rich sweet smoke that fills homes and taverns alike.) A long polished bar stretches across the northern wall, myriad bottles of liquor resting invitingly on a shelf behind. Although all the premium whiskeys and gins are represented here, the variety of quality ales is what draws customers, not only from Siberfur and the surrounding area, but also from around the entire Realms. Huge casks cover whatever space is left on the walls around the bar. The owner spends nearly all of his free time filling those barrels with some of the finest brews in the world.
There are a number of devices scattered throughout the room, which appear to be games of one sort or another. A few customers are leaning over a long green table covered with several heavy balls. Other people are throwing sharp projectiles towards a target across the room. Everywhere you look, people are smiling and laughing. That beer must be really good.
Extras:
darts target projectiles
The local people call this game “darts”. The object is simple enough; a player stands from a specified distance and throws a dart towards the target, aiming for a particular spot, usually the center (or bulls eye). There are different rules for different games, but they all require great skill…and at least some sobriety. More than one dart has been plucked from a sore tush.
pool billiards table green pooltable balls
Ah, yes, the age-old sport of billiards… It looks like there is a gambling match going on right now. Both players looked determined to the point of homicide. Perhaps it would be best to stay out of the way until they are finished.
bottles bar whiskey gin
The bar is made of a rich dark wood, polished until it shines. The long rows of bottles behind the bar range in size and color, and all look expensive, but there is something for everyone in here. Everything from Elvish sweet wine and aged cider to Black Death Whiskey adorns the shelf.
ale casks beer barrels
The scent of the Inn’s brewery can be smelled from miles around, even in the cold air of the mountains. There have been travelers who came to stay here, drawn merely by the intoxicating scent of Cavin’s Ales. There are so many varieties and recipes that no man could take a tiny sip of half of them without waking up the next morning wondering where they were and how they got there.
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I also have exit descriptions, but I will not include those right now. I know I have a tendency to write a LOT. Do you think my room descriptions are too long? Should I shorten them?
The stars brightly shine upon our world, a constant reminder of our origin. We are stars.