|“||No one bothers you at the Helm||”|
The tavern was shadowy and quiet. Most customers were caravan guards, adventurers, retired people, people who want to just be alone, and merchants looking for relaxation.
The motto of the Helm at Highsun was enforced by a silent, attentive, and menacing helmed horror that was under the mental control of Indaglol. The horror was known as Araldyk, and served as waiter, usher, bouncer, and sometimes a cloak rack.