Piet cowers under the eye of Loures.
Yet, perhaps this city under Loures' rule is not so meek and
feeble as it would seem. Does not the temple of Ceannlaidir
the war-monger sit outside this town's gates? Could that be a
subtle sign that perhaps there is an uprising in the making?

Either way, the goods of Piet are well-crafted and durable.
The tavern is a favored gathering place, and rings with the
songs and stories of untold aislings. No trip would be
complete without a drink there, and a tale or two.