The Weary Beggar

The Weary Beggar stands on the corner of Miller's Lane and Farrow Street in Alchester's eastern quarter, a three-story structure of weathered stone and ancient timber beams that have darkened with age. Unlike other, flashier establishments, The Weary Beggar wears its 200 years proudly in every creaking floorboard and smooth-worn banister.

The tavern's entryway is peculiar: wider and taller than most tavern doors in Alchester, deliberately designed so that "no one, no matter their stature or circumstance, need stoop to enter," as the founder once declared. Its weathered sign, with the establishment's name lettered in formal script, hangs above the door.

Inside, the main hall is dominated by a massive central hearth that burns continuously, tended day and night by the staff. Rough-hewn tables of various sizes fill the space, none matching but all lovingly maintained. Instead of benches, the tavern sports an eclectic collection of chairs—some simple stools, others ornate pieces donated over the decades by grateful patrons, each with its own story.

The walls are lined with shelves holding hundreds of ceramic mugs, no two alike. Regular patrons earn the right to claim a personal mug, which remains their designated vessel whenever they visit. The most cherished mugs, belonging to long-departed but fondly remembered customers, are displayed prominently behind the bar, never to be used again but serving as a memorial to the tavern's extended family.

Most distinctive is the tavern's rear garden, where an assortment of herbs, vegetables, and even a small orchard flourish under the care of the current proprietress. A glassed-in section of this garden serves as the sunrise dining area—the coveted seating for the legendary breakfast service.

The Weary Beggar's breakfast is more than a meal; it's an Alchester institution. Served from before dawn until precisely midday, the spread has been drawing crowds since the establishment's founding. While the evening menu changes seasonally, the breakfast offerings have remained largely unchanged for generations.

The signature dish is the "Beggar's Bounty"—a platter featuring:

  • Fresh-baked brown bread with honey butter
  • Scrambled eggs cooked with herbs from the garden
  • House-smoked bacon or sausage
  • Pan-fried potatoes with caramelized onions
  • Seasonal fruit preserves
  • A small pot of specially blended breakfast tea

Other beloved items include:

  • "Dawn Porridge," a creamy oat mixture cooked overnight in the dying embers of the hearth, served with cream, nuts, and fruit
  • "Traveler's Quick Meal," a savory hand pie that workers and merchants often take away for mid-morning sustenance
  • "Mercy Soup," a rich bone broth with vegetables and barley, traditionally offered at no charge to those truly in need

The tavern is perhaps most famous for its "Resurrection Tonic"—a secret recipe of juices, herbs, and spices that has allegedly cured countless hangovers throughout the centuries. The exact ingredients remain a family secret, though rumors suggest it contains everything from imported citrus fruits to ground eggshells to a pinch of mysterious powder that arrives quarterly in a sealed package from a distant port.

The Weary Beggar's history begins in 334, during a period of hardship following the Seven-Year Drought. Alchester, while not devastated like rural communities, still faced significant food shortages and an influx of displaced farmers seeking work in the city.

Among these was Willem Harker, a former farmer who had lost his family and lands to the drought. After months of begging on Alchester's streets, Willem found fortune when he saved a merchant's child from being trampled during a food riot. The grateful merchant offered Willem a position, eventually leading to modest wealth.

Instead of buying the country estate he had initially dreamed of, Willem used his savings to purchase a run-down building in the eastern quarter. In this area, many of Alchester's poorest residents lived. He converted it into a tavern with the unique mission of ensuring that no one in Alchester would start their day hungry if he could help it.

Willem established a policy that continues to this day: the first light meal of the day would be provided to anyone truly in need, regardless of their ability to pay. Those who could afford it would pay slightly more, effectively subsidizing meals for the less fortunate. This "breadline with dignity" approach, where paying customers and those receiving charity were indistinguishable, quickly made The Weary Beggar beloved across all social strata of Alchester. Willem named the establishment as a reminder of his past and to honor those still struggling.

The Weary Beggar has remained in the Harker family for five generations, each adding their own touch while maintaining Willem's founding principles. The current proprietress, Lillian Harker, inherited the tavern thirty years ago at the young age of twenty-three when her parents were lost during a trading expedition. Lillian has expanded the garden, introduced several new evening dishes, and established an apprenticeship program that trains underprivileged youths in culinary and hospitality skills.

Lillian is a distinctive figure in Alchester—a tall, broad-shouldered woman with prematurely silver hair always wrapped in a green scarf. She has never married but has raised three adopted children who now help run various aspects of the business. She is known for her booming laugh, encyclopedic memory of her regular customers' preferences, and uncompromising standards for her kitchen and her staff's treatment of patrons.

Under Lillian's management, The Weary Beggar has become more profitable than ever while maintaining its charitable mission. She established the "Founder's Fund," which now supports several initiatives beyond the tavern's walls, including a small farm outside the city that supplies much of its produce while employing former beggars and teaching them agricultural skills.

Today, The Weary Beggar serves a remarkably diverse clientele. Dawn brings the night workers—city guards ending their shifts, midwives returning from deliveries, and dock workers preparing for the day. Mid-morning sees merchants and craftspeople conducting informal business meetings over tea and pastries. By late morning, the tavern hosts a mix of housewives, visiting travelers, and students from the nearby academy.

What makes The Weary Beggar truly unique is how these different social classes intermingle without the divisions common elsewhere in Alchester. A guild master might share a table with a street sweeper; a scholar might converse with a dockhand. Lillian enforces an unwritten code of conduct that everyone within The Weary Beggar's walls deserves equal respect.

Regular patrons value this atmosphere as much as the food. Many of Alchester's most significant business partnerships, marriages, and friendships have begun over breakfast plates at The Weary Beggar. Local sayings hold that "Deals struck over Beggar's bread never sour," and many merchants insist on finalizing important contracts at the tavern's tables.

Despite its venerable status, The Weary Beggar has never become pretentious. The floors are still scrubbed wood rather than fancy tile, the napkins are plain linen instead of embroidered cloths, and the portions remain generous rather than artfully small. As Lillian often says, "We serve sustenance for the body and soul, not fashion for the plate."

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