Pembrose
You have journeyed up the River Wren to reach Pemrose, the village where you find yoursleves now. Pembrose is located just at the confluence of the River Wren and the Quail River. The Quail river flows toward the west and into the River Wren. The River Wren flows toward the south. When you reach Pembrose, you leave the boat (it's not really a "ship," as someone said, here on the Wren), and walk toward the Inn. Along the river, there are a number of boats and people working, as well as a few commercial concerns involving trade, fishing, and so forth. Other than the warehouses and docks, there is nothing of interest right on the river here. The streets of Pembrose are cobbled and are kept clean. You pass several private houses as you approach the Lonesome Drake. The Lonesome Drake is at the edge of the town square, which is a bustling place with numerous farmers and peddlers hawking their produce and wares. Across the street from the Lonesome Drake and also abutting the square, you see a shop called "Tinker's Trinkets." Looking around the square, you see "Osgood's General Store," "Culwert's Perfect Armory," "Odger's Excellent Arms," "The Green Table," and a building right next to the Lonesome Drake whose sign just says, "Constable." The Square itself is dominated by a ten-foot-high statue. The name emblazoned at the base of the statue is Lord Jeremy Kyle. Approaching the Lonesome Drake, you see that its sign says "The Lonesome Drake Inn and Brewery," which seems to bode well for finding that long-lost pint.
The Lonesome Drake is housed in a large, two-storey building, and, as you walk in, you are impressed by its cleanliness and the savory aromas that waft towards you. As you enter, the man behind the bar greets you warmly: "Ahhh, come in, friends, my wife, Irma was just putting the finishing touches on lunch. Come in, come in and have a bite to eat with us! I am Boris Stenker, and this is my place."
Seated in the Lonesome Drake is also a half-elf with a flute, and with a lute lying across the chair beside him. There are, perhaps, a dozen other townsfolk seated in the establishment. Most of these appear to be awaiting lunch, but there are four of them at the bar. Boris says, "Play us a tune, Elwynn," and the half-elf complies and begins to play and sing a rousing tune.
You are all seated, and Boris and his waitress, whom he introduces as Brynna, bring piping hot dishes and plates of good, hearty, country food to your table. "What brings you gents to Pembrose, if I may be so bold as to ask? You are certainly welcome to stay in our rooms here during your sojourn. We'd be honored to have you." says Boris.