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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Boddynock" data-source="post: 3741171" data-attributes="member: 21506">Shandul nods in greeting to Orrend and orders his habitual Dogbolter. He then settles back in a chair facing the room, pulling on his ale and observing his companions. After a chance comment about the skeleton in the middle of the room, as if the taste of beer had loosened his tongue, he ventures to tell the story of how the inn got its name."Things were tough when the fort was first set up. Supply wagons were delayed, and there wasn't a lot of food around. Old Porky, there, was a dire boar that the hunters brought back at the same time that the wagons finally arrived. Orrend cooked up a feast - and after the carcase was stripped, he kept the bones and had them preserved. When he opened this inn, lo and behold, there was the skeleton! And there it's been ever since."After this very uncharacteristic speech, he lapses again into silence.</blockquote>