Category: The Warrens

This dismal, ramshackle tenement is home to an ancient half-elf crone known as Auntie. The half-elf has a score of rooms for rent for a copper piece a night, all infested with lice and rats. More significantly to the Thieves’ Guild, Auntie is also one of Cillamar’s premier fences. n Exceptionally cagey, Auntie has an…

Housed in a collection of innocuous old buildings that have come to encompass the entire block, the Thieves’ Guild of Cillamar hasn’t always been the organized mob it is today. As recently as a decade ago, the thieves of Cillamar were merely loosely affiliated associates who gathered to drink, gamble, and exchange rumors and tales….

Cillamar’s finest gambling den and house of ill repute, Myna’s Bones attracts patrons from every caste and class. Noble fops come here to flirt with danger and swagger with a sword at their side. Caravan guards come to risk a few hard-earned coins on a toss of the die and the smile of an attractive…

A small, out-of-the-way inn found at the corner of Penitence Row and Cutpurse Street, the Drunken Minotaur seems typical of a dozen other taverns and inns in Cillamar. What distinguishes the Minotaur is its after-hours entertainment, when Michal the Tavernmaster closes down the kitchen and turns the common room over to the minstrels and jongleurs…

So named for the abundance of ne’er-do-wells, scoundrels, and rogues that congregate here after dusk, Rogues Court has become the unofficial home to Cillamar’s black market. During the day, the court is abandoned, littered with trash and inhabited only by rats and the occasional feral street cat. After dark, it comes alive with vendors selling…