Gromak Fireforge, the grizzled tavern owner of the Iron Anvil Inn, holds court in the less desirable part of Sunhaven, the capital of the kingdom. Standing at just under four feet tall, Gromak’s stocky build and smudged apron speak volumes of his dedication to running the rugged establishment.
With a bushy, iron-gray beard and a perpetual twinkle in his eye, Gromak is known for his hearty laughter and booming voice that can be heard even over the rowdiest of patrons. A retired blacksmith turned tavern keeper, Gromak has a soft spot for adventurers and always has a story or two to share from his own days of forging weapons and armor. His tavern, though well-worn, exudes an inviting warmth with its roaring hearth and tables scarred by countless tankards. In the gritty underbelly of Sunhaven, Gromak’s Iron Anvil Inn is not just a place to find a stiff drink, but a haven where secrets are exchanged, alliances are forged, and the echoes of the city’s turbulent history are whispered among the shadows.