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Businesses of Windymoor
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Glimbert's Garden
Owned by a retired halfling adventurer named Glimbert Gobblegrape, this stately old townhouse now holds what is generally accepted as the finest restaurant in Windymoor -- and, its supporters claim, one that would stand among the best in Coeur d'Ennui or V'tavia as well. Its menu varies by the day according to Glimbert's latest inspirations. The dishes are invariably excellent, but often slightly eccentric; Glimbert has been known to serve fare such as cheese-stuffed yellow musk creeper blossoms and "steaks" of giant grilled zucchini with grated mandrake sauce.
(The source of the unusual ingredients is one of Glimbert's old adventuring companions, a druid named Danifar who lives in the Gildwood about half a day's travel south. Danifar maintains an eclectic garden in his grove, and delivers baskets of bizarre produce to Glimbert in exchange for supplies from town. Glimbert guards this secret to keep an edge on the competition and also so that his friend won't be pestered by continual demands for his goods.)
Identifiable by its brilliantly colored stained-glass windows, which depict fizzing potions, glowing vials, and sparkling bursts of alchemical fire, this shop sells a wide variety of alchemical and apothecary supplies. Vergleban, an extremely short and pudgy man often mistaken for a halfling, is the store's proprietor and sole employee. He likes to wear bright, colorful clothes that clash badly enough to make onlookers' eyes water; some say excessive exposure to alchemical fumes must have made him colorblind. He is as good at alchemy as he is bad at fashion, however, and is capable of mixing up a variety of standard and exotic compounds for prices ranging from 25 to 100 ss, not counting the cost of ingredients.
Vergleban is also noted for his long, loud, and vicious battle of gossip with Laslo, owner of the competing apothecary next door.
(In fact, many believe that Vergleban is either related to Laslo or -- according to the more conspiracy-minded -- is in fact the same person, although if the latter is true, how he masks his identity so completely remains a mystery. Certainly, however, it cannot be a coincidence that Vergleban's shop is open from dawn until noon, while Laslo's shop is open from noon until gatesdown. Neither of these theories has ever been conclusively proven, but the two men do seem to have an uncanny amount of information on each other. Then again, that could be the result of their decades-long gossip campaigns.)
Laslo's Cures and Causes
Next door to Vergleban's Various Vials is a slightly smaller shop run by one Laslo Sparklestaff, a very tall, very thin man with a long white beard. Laslo was once a wizard of some minor renown, which is a great point of pride to him, and he will happily regale customers with long, wandering tales of his practicing days. The only subject that he enjoys more is vicious slander and gossip about Vergleban, his much-hated rival.
Laslo's shop is dustier and much plainer than Vergleban's; in fact, he cannot stand his competitor's "flash and dazzle," and proclaims that he does not need any such foolishness because the quality of his wares speaks for itself. Laslo sells more spell components, magical potions, and minor one-use enchantments as opposed to purely alchemical goods, though he has a respectable collection of those as well.
(In addition to being suspected as Vergleban's relation, if not the man himself, Laslo is rumored to be someone who keeps a quiet stash of poisons to be sold on the side. Since the hold of the Edicts is considerably looser in Windymoor than in Coeur d'Ennui, the "Causes" part of Laslo's shop has done a brisk trade in the past few years, and it is said that the man has made quite a lot of money from assassins shopping away from home.)
Chopper's Meats
Tranton "the Chopper" is a grim and hard-faced man about whom numerous dark rumors circulate. He lives alone in a tiny, joyless garret above his butcher shop, and local parents often tell their children to stay far away from the butcher. He never married, his parents died decades ago under mysterious circumstances, and he has no friends. On a few occasions, customers have walked into his shop to find Tranton talking to the carcasses of his animals while butchering them, and the content of these conversations has been universally disturbing. Tranton keeps a massive, impressive collection of lovingly maintained knives, which line not only the walls of his butcher's shop but those of his garret upstairs.
Despite, or perhaps because of, all this, Tranton's shop always has the freshest meats to be found in Windymoor, and his prices are very reasonable, so he does a good business.
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