The Lone Stool lies in quieter parts of the market. Only one man ever sits here. The rest of the bar is empty and filled with dust. There are plenty of other tables, yet only the exact amount of stools of the company entering. If the company is five, five stools will be scattered across the tables.
No one else will enter as long as the company resides there.
The lone man is called Bergard. He usually just sits there, staring into his pint.
Service is lacking, if you want something to drink, you'll have to go fetch it for yourself. And for some reason, you will never leave without paying your bill, however dishonest your disposition may be.