“Perhaps the most exciting thing about the Last Hearth Inn is the people you meet. Given its reputation, you can see why they built that huge hotel to accommodate all the folk eager to come and get a bit o’ the Cull while it was in its heyday. I was lucky to get a room on the top floor with my own private balcony (what a view!), but boy did I get my exercise while I was staying there with all those stairs!” – the same well travelled patron at a tavern in Helvas Alva
Before the hard times, the Last Hearth Inn was the perfect place to stay while visiting the thriving town of Torbridge Cull, and it wasn’t too long before the owners commissioned the construction of an even larger building to accommodate all the visitors flowing into town. The masons of Brylinshor had left long ago, and so there were no craftsmen available to build this new hotel to the same standards, but the locals did the best they could and the result was sturdy, if somewhat less refined. Still, the new hotel houses a great many more bodies than the inn could, and for a while each and every room was filled. Until the riches of the Wightwood began to become scarce, and then of course the Orelog came….