Beardsgaard Barbers Midgard
Set along a major road between kingdoms in a small village that sprang up as a traveller’s waystation, the Midgard outpost of Beardsgaard Barbers feels like it was made for those who never quite belong anywhere else. Built of warm wood, with a mossy stone roof with ivy nigh eating the back wall—it looks like a cozy inn to the untrained eye. But inside, the scent of pomade and talc tell a different story.
This is a brotherhood of blades and banter, where most of the barbers live in quarters alongside the shop, swapping shifts and stories like currency. It's half knightly order, half frat house, and entirely too comfortable for anyone to stay forever. And they don’t. Every few years, one of them rides off—to war, to love, to chase some half-baked dream—and another barber with calloused hands and curious eyes takes their place.
The chairs are worn just right. The mirrors are covered in names and nicknames. And every blade here has shaved the jaw of someone bound for legend—even if it was just someone else’s.
Type
Barber / Dentist / Surgery
Parent Location
Owning Organization
Comments