Decades ago, a group of affluent Pathfinders founded the Restful Pathfinders’ Lounge, a members-only club in the Petal District of Absalom where they could relax when not adventuring, while simultaneously avoiding having a venture-captain tell them they weren’t busy enough. Without the riffraff of a public tavern present, they may spend time with their closest companions and enjoy a good brandy or a light smoke in peace and quiet.
A well-stocked bar runs the length of the room. On the far end, the embers of a fire warms the room. Elegant sofas and easy chairs surround several low tables. Opposite the door, a bay window with a cushioned bench looks out upon a small garden. The torches in the wall are magical, and yet the air smells faintly of smoke. Smoke and spice.