Crawling Spider

The Crawling Spider

Tavern & Festhall

Southern Street of the Sword, Castle Ward

Rankings

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Provender

• Meal: (meat, soup, bread, greens) 1sp • Ale: 2cp/tankard • Stout: 4cp/tankard • Zzar or Wine: 5cp/tallglass • Whiskey: 1sp/flagon

Services

• Companionship: 5sp to 2gp/hour • Key to Private Room: 5sp

Staff

• Welvreene Thalmit, proprietress (hf) • Teshura, waitlass & companion (df) • Durn One-Eye, part-time bouncer (dm)

Map

Layout

• Entryway: The entrance off of the Street of the Sword, it is paneled in dark woods with bronze fixtures. Sometimes called the "viewing gallery", it's a full eight or so feet above the rest of the tavern, with a railed balcony that looks down on the main taproom. A favorite area for customers who want to enjoy the decor without actually getting "down in it."
• Taproom: Featuring a massive "dwarven-sized" hearth (some fifteen feet wide by ten feet high) and a circular bar built around a faux stone column (as formations where stalactites and stalagmites grow together are called), the taproom is all done up in a cavern motif, using liberally applied plaster with stone dust mixed into it.
  • Rock rubble makes the floor uneven, and slightly luminous mosses and lichens hang from ceilings and walls. Netted glowing globes help illuminate particularly dark corners, and decorative stuffed spiders are everywhere. Where most are the size of a hand or so, the tavern takes great pride in Old Wooly, a massive stuffed spider the literal size of a man, clinging to the ceiling at the top of the bar-column.
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Staff

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• The Dark Lords and Ladies: The majority of the Crawling Spider's waitstaff are slender men and women (human and half-elf, mostly) who dress in black stocking bodysuits and leather, with veiled masks that are meant to make them look like drow; frequently, the women also bear coiled leather whips at their hips. They are all sensuous and can be hired for an hour's or an evening's companionship. Dwarves who come here chortle at the idea of being served by drow, and many humans show up here to ogle or outright hire the athletic, slim "dark ones" of the Crawling Spider. They do not use their real names, but instead dabble in playful and sometimes silly versions of real drown names, such as Xilicha and Vaenia for women, and Parnael and Wilithis for men.
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Clientele

The Crawling Spider draws a variety of clientele. Very nearly the only thing that draws them together is their nearly-fanatical devotion to the Spider. Most of the customers are in most nights of the week, and will traverse the entire city's length, ignoring other establishments, to stop in at the Spider.

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