There's No Place Like Home [Leonidas1789, bucheonman, Maurkov, bzipser, Toliudar]
The Grey Fox is not the sort of comfortable place one seeks out after a pleasant day of work. The assembled riff-raff, gathered at tables, by the yawning fire-pit, or cloistered at the bar, probably have never had a pleasant day of work in their lives. But it's easy to blend in; here, everyone has a story, and chances are the guy next to you has it as bad or worse than you. It's the kind of locale sought out as a refuge by those who have nothing to lose, and as a result the Fox is well-known for spates of alcohol-induced violence. It's dangerous enough that the guards don't come inside to meddle, and that's just the way the patrons like it. It also makes for an odd sort of community, where a couple of young human women can be seen in the company of a grizzled dwarf without raising the eyebrows of the xenophobic Astan commonfolk.