Village
Festive
Modest prices
Copper Crust Inn
the inn on the green preparing for the harvest pies
Warm steam and spices hit you before the door swings fully open — cinnamon, nutmeg, and a heavy aroma of apples and roasting root vegetables. Strings of dried corn and paper bunting crisscross the low-beamed ceiling; benches have been pushed into rows to make space for a long judging table draped in flour-dusted linen. Laughter and the clatter of wooden spoons come from a kitchen that never seems to stop, while a pile of entry tags lies ready beside a scratched recipe book chained to the bar. Sunlight filters through patched windows, catching ribbons in motion and illuminating a stack of painted pie plates, each with a place card. Children dart between adults, cheeks sticky with sampling tarts. The common room smells of hearth-ash and buttery pastry; behind the bar, the innkeeper waves a floury towel like a festival banner, and an old fiddle in the corner promises music once the judging bell rings.
A battered copper baking tray hangs over the door, its center embossed with a smiling pie; soot-dark edges and a single fresh ribbon tied to the handle mark this year's contest.
Marta Fenwick
Human
Manner
Quirk
Stats
Fenwick's Spiced Cider
5 spA steaming mug of mulled cider brightened with orange peel and a pinch of hot pepper; it warms the hands and loosens tongues, giving advantage on one Performance (storytelling) check in the next hour if the drinker sings along to Halla's tune.
Modest (5e lifestyle: about 1 gp a day)
Bram Quick · cook
A barrel-chested dwarf who slams pies on the counter and swears every recipe improves with more butter.
Nell Pike · barmaid
Fleet-footed and impossibly cheerful, she balances platters and gossip while sliding contest tags to the judges.
Gerrin Toll
A surly orchard-worker who claims ownership of an old apple grove and wants the missing key from the ledger to prove it.
Halla Mirth
An elderly fiddler and former pie-judge who remembers every festival recipe and hums hints about a 'crust that saved a harvest.'
Perrik the Packer
A traveling goods-monger staying over for the contest, secretly seeking a rare spice reportedly kept in the inn's locked cellar.
1
The iron key to Old Grindle Orchard is hidden in the inn's oven hinge — Marta's late husband's ledger mentions it by the name 'orchard key'.
2
A mossbound stone to the east of the village (the 'Wishesill') has begun to sprout small saplings overnight; Gerrin claims the Wishessill marks the orchard boundary he says is his.
3
Perrik says a spice trader named Maro Geth will pass by on the main road at dawn carrying a cask of black fruit spice that can make a pie unforgettable.
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