The Ashes of Naoleth
A bar with no sign, no advertisements, and no class. In purely geographic terms, it’s located about where Seven-Corners and the Knoddy butt against each other. In actual “Where is that place” terms, you only know about it if you heard from someone else.
Your standard collection of failures, rebels, and scum reside there, but it makes one hell of a steak sandwich. Run by the eponymous ‘Sharp’, a man who appeared from thin air 7 years ago, Buried his old knife above in the beam above the door, and has quietly run his establishment ever since.