Soggin's Post
A curious tavern for both dryskins and seafolk lies in the Teeth of Shargon; here, pirates and privateers hire guides and swap stories of bravado. The Teeth of Shargon divide the sea between Xen’drik and Khorvaire. The countless islands range from thin spines of demonglass to small atolls hosting fishing communities. One of the closest to Stormreach is a horseshoe-shaped island with a large sea-cave in the center. Within lies the rickety tavern known as Soggin’s Post.
Merchants, pirates, and scallywags flock to Soggin’s Post before sailing the Thunder Sea, for it is here that sahuagin and merfolk navigators gather to offer their services. The Teeth are littered with the wrecks of those who thought them too costly. Stuck in the center of the tavern floor is a giant tooth said by the owner (and no one else) to be the tooth of a kraken. Trade offers, news, jobs and notes are left pinned to the thing like a noticeboard. A full third of the tavern has no floor, and instead opens onto shallow seawater where the aquatic denizens can relax.
One of the most important goods they offer are Beacons of Passage* - small items crafted by the Eternal Dominion to track ships entering their territory. Sahuagin patrols often board ships to check for their Beacon, sinking any that lack one without a second thought. The salty dwarven owner, known as Crockpot, has been there so long that no one remembers if he has a proper name. He claims to have lost his leg to the same kraken from which he took the tooth, although no one actually believes him (including his aquatic patrons).
Despite his salty scowl and addiction to sahuagin alcohol, Crockpot has centuries of knowledge regarding the Thunder Sea, and may even have been around for the founding of Stormreach. He’s also very familiar with the Eternal Dominion, and worships the Devourer ardently. At some point, the sahuagin gifted him a prosthetic leg in the form of a living plasmidEXE, which he can shape at will. Or he stole it, who’s to say. Anyone looking for information on the sahuagin or the sea they’re sailing knows to go to him first, but the dwarf’s prices can vary from expensive alcohol, to delivering supplies, or a bevy of other minor quests.