[V'Rung, Warrior's Tavern]
Sweet smells of honey mead and raspberry tarts mingle together against the stench of bodies left too long unwashed. The counter appears to have been swiped with a dirty rag as trails of damp grime coat it in streaks. A few simple tables and chairs dot the room with mended legs giving silent testimony to a tavern brawl or two. Light from a few smoking lanterns leaves the room dim and masks some of the more unpleasant corners while the fireplace lies bare.
Other life here: none.
You also see: a menuboard hanging over the counter.
Obvious exits: out.

You read the menuboard.

Warrior's Tavern

You look up at the first side of the menuboard and read:

Grub:

You look up at the second side of the menuboard and read:

Spirits: