The Trireme
Established 180 years ago in the woods on the outskirts of Freegate, this renowned tavern caters to epicurean tastes and serves some of the finest wines in the known world. During its illustrious history, the two-story building has changed owners on four occasions and it has incredibly burnt to the ground seven times only to be rebuilt almost immediately afterward. Local dreamers and nascent philosophers make up the bulk of the business’s clientele. On most nights, these gregarious fellows vigorously converse about mundane and esoteric topics in the tavern’s common room, though on some nights the burgeoning thinkers take over a private drinking room or engage in stimulating debates in the famous symposium provided the participants generously spread their wealth and knowledge with the servers and elite patrons. Foremost among these may be Helios Pousalaki, an influential commissary from neighboring Freegate. The older gentleman fancies himself as the quintessential intellectual on any subject. He speaks with such authority and dignity that depending on the mood every word parting from his lips feels as if it were the most profound or wittiest utterance ever.
With so many characters in play at the bustling enterprise, The Trireme is the place to be seen and heard not only to gain exposure to Freegate’s rich and famous but to also pick up some interesting pieces of information. The current rumors circulating among its patrons mention an ancient bottle of wine stored somewhere on the premises, the haunting of the upper levels by one of The Trireme’s former owners, a self-proclaimed priest of Bacchus challenging patrons to a drinking contest in exchange for a priceless wine goblet, and a story about a visiting wizard taking an acute interest in one of the staff members.
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