Wreck of the Ecela

A tavern built into the wreck of an old sand-ship, the Ecela. The interior is extremely seedy.

The air is thick with the scent of spilled ale and the desert dust. Flickering candles cast strange shadows on the rough-hewn, mismatched chairs and benches. The patrons are loud and boisterous, laughing and yelling over the sound of Threestring's feeble lute playing. Towards the back, the bar is gouged and a stray knife sticks out of the center. Behind the bar is a listing shelf covered in bizarre-looking bottles, some of which seem to be glowing gently in the dim light.