The Jester's Folly (Level 1) mail warning

Welcome, traveller, to The Jester’s Folly, a tavern born from equal parts song, sweat, and a dash of sheer foolish courage. I’m Shani Robbins—former bard, sometimes businesswoman, and full-time wrangler of mischief, mayhem, and the colourful crew who help me keep this place from literally burning down.

Nestled at the crossroads where adventurers wander, nobles escape, and the occasional outlaw “lies low,” the Folly’s doors are always open—all are welcome, so long as they behave… or at least buy a drink before starting trouble.

Pull up a chair, warm your boots by the hearth, and let me introduce you to the wonderful disaster that is my staff:

🍷 Imogen — The Gothic Barmaid

If the tavern had a resident storm cloud, it would be Imogen. Draped in black lace and a stare sharp enough to slice a wyvern steak, she glides through the tavern like a haunting melody.
Despite her brooding aesthetic, she makes the best cherry-blood cordial this side of the Shadowlands and has a soft spot for stray cats and dramatic poetry.
She’ll serve you with a sigh, a smirk, and—if you’re lucky—a cryptic compliment that may or may not be a warning.

🐉 Veridia — The Dragonkin Flame-Tender

Every tavern needs a dragonkin, right? Veridia stands taller than the doorframe (we had to reinforce it) and boasts emerald scales that shimmer when she’s excited… or irritated, which is more often than you’d think.
She tends the hearth, stokes the ovens, and ensures our fires burn bright without burning down the entire building.
Her laugh is a booming rumble, her hugs are legendary (and occasionally lethal), and she’s fiercely protective of the Folly and its guests.

🌟 Nova — The Star-Touched Server

Nova appeared one night—literally fell through the ceiling in a burst of stardust—and politely asked for a job. She’s quiet, curious, and has a habit of drifting off mid-sentence as though listening to voices only she can hear.
Her hair sparkles with constellations that change with her mood, and her footsteps never seem to make a sound.
She delivers drinks with cosmic grace and has an uncanny ability to appear exactly when someone needs comfort… or when they’re about to spill their ale.

🍺 Anna Chambers — The Carefree, Happy Tavern Wench

Anna is the sunshine to Imogen’s moonlight, the giggle that dances through the rafters, and the reason half our regulars come back.
Red bob bouncing, apron perpetually dusted with flour from stealing pastries out of the kitchen, she moves with a joyful energy that could wake the dead—Imogen has tried.
Anna knows everyone’s favourite drink, never forgets a birthday, and can carry four foaming tankards in each hand without breaking stride.

😼 Dinah Chess — The Cheshire-Bartender of the Folly

If a riddle learned to pour drinks and a grin learned to walk, you’d have Dinah Chess.

She appeared one misty dawn perched atop the bar with her legs crossed and her smile floating half a second ahead of her face. I was reaching for a broom to shoo out whatever spirit had wandered in when she introduced herself—upside-down, dangling from the rafters. I hired her on the spot. Mostly because I didn’t know how to make her leave.

Dinah mixes cocktails with a flourish that may or may not involve mild reality distortion.
Her signature drink, The Vanishing Violet, has been known to teleport out of a patron’s hand if they’re rude.
She speaks in riddles, purrs when she laughs, and routinely turns partially invisible during long shifts—usually the smile goes last.

A few key traits to know before approaching her bar:

Mannerisms: Tilts her head in circles rather than side to side, walks as though gravity is a suggestion, swishes her tail (which I’m 70% sure is illusory), and enjoys startling Imogen for sport.

Abilities: Illusion magic, levitation, uncanny balance, and the power to appear exactly where you least expect her.

Philosophy: “Time is a spiral, drinks are optional, and chaos is just misunderstood hospitality.”

Despite the theatrics, she has a good heart—somewhere between her shoulders and the floating grin.

With Dinah’s arrival, The Jester’s Folly has officially reached peak eccentricity.
If you find yourself drinking something that wasn’t there a second ago, or if your own smile feels unusually wide… don’t panic.

That just means Dinah likes you.
Probably.

🃏** A Final Word from Your Humble Keeper**

The Jester’s Folly thrives on chaos, camaraderie, and the strange magic that binds wanderers together for a moment in time. Whether you seek shelter, stories, love, laughter, mischief, or a meal hot enough to make a fire giant sweat (Veridia’s specialty), you’ll find it here.

So sit, sip, and stay a while.

After all—
Every fool has a story, and every story finds a home at the Folly.