Forgotten Realms: Age of Worms
The Spinning Giant
When not drilling, sleeping, or on patrol, garrison soldiers flock to this raucous two-story tavern to meet with friends, chant drinking songs, and drown themselves in ale and good cheer. A blue-shingled roof tops filthy white plaster walls. A faded fresco painted on the building’s face depicts a dancing imbecilic hill giant in a yellow dress. Patrons must enter and exit via a door positioned between the giant’s legs. This is flailing Felanore, a dim-witted young giantess captured by the garrison militia 40 years ago and “granted” to the proprietor of a favorite watering hole to serve as mascot. The attraction worked, drawing visitors from as far as Waterdeep to gawk and stare at Felanore’s awkward gyrations. Though Felanore died of the Red Death plague nearly 20 years ago, the free-standing circular center stage on which she once pranced remains the most prestigious musical venue in town, if not nearly the most titillating.