Gamelia is the proprietor. He has flaming hair.

The tavern doesn’t get heavy use these days…

The wall inside is covered with doors, different shapes, different sizes. Around twenty of them. Decorations, hanging. Some damaged. Every door is from a different dungeon. It was somewhat of a tradition, in the past. The doors are extremely varied.

The “best” one, one with brass hinges, very ornate. They claim it’s from the deepest part, the down below.

He wants us to bring back a door…

Simple fare, but well done - lots of fresh produce.