A large frontier town on the Moonsea region of north Faerûn with a long and storied history.
Built in 367 DR, Phlan represents the perseverance of humans and their tenacity to bring civilization to the savage wilderness. Since its founding, it has been razed repeatedly by inhuman creatures from the north but continually rose, like the phoenix, from the ashes of its own destruction.
Phlan has grown rich from trade with the untamed wilds to the north of the Moonsea. Those seeking their fortunes flock to Phlan before adventuring out into the enchanted Quivering Forest, the mysterious Sorcerer's Isle and the orc, goblin and dragon-infested Dragonspine Mountains. But even the city itself has its fair share of dangers and secrets...
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So far, that has been true. Madame Freona, a stout and officious halfling who runs the establishment with her five daughters, has proven an excellent hostess. Although you have had to share a common bunkroom with several other adventurers, the evening meal was excellent and the atmosphere pleasant.
You are now in the common room with the rest of Tea Kettle's regulars and semi-regulars. A trio of loud-mouthed dwarves is monopolizing the dart board, occupying the throwing line. The rest are either sitting at a table drinking or standing, mingling with the rest.