Random Inn Rumors

One of the (many) remaining tasks for my Random Inn Generator project is to add a randomly chosen set of (normal) rumors. I’ve seen a couple of similar lists lately, but I need to create some that aren’t copyrighted by someone else. Below is a list of a bunch of rumors that I will add to the Random Inn Generator once I put together another similar sized list.  You’re free to use them even without the Random Inn Generator.

Do you have any coin you can lend me? I seem to have outspent the copper in my pockets.

I might know something about that. How about a hand of cards.

Here honey, give me your hand.  I, Madame Mathila, am an excellent palm reader.

Who cares about that when we’re talking about Jon the Lumberjack’s son running off with Wilka.

There’s gonna be war to the east, mark my words.  Those people are trouble.

If you want some “special” attention, head over to The Wandering Dwarf.  The women working this place aren’t worth the coin.

I’m going to keep drinking until you start looking good.

Try the Mutton, Lettuce and Tomato.  The mutton is nice and lean today.

I need some horse-radish to get the smell of the sewers out of my nose.  On warm days like today it is particularly fragrant.

*Fart-noise* Excuse me. I like to think of it as my personal potpourri.

That medicine Robere the Magnificent was selling last week didn’t do a bit of good.  He said he was going to Thistleton this week.  I’ve got a good mind to go there and confront him.

The cook is new here.  It has really gone downhill.  The mutton on the MLT isn’t very lean.

They say room 2c upstairs is haunted.  The old innkeep’s wife was found dead there.

You seem like a fine fellow.  If you need anything from the Hortik’s general store, tell them Gorman sent you.  They’ll give you my discount.

Did you hear about the festival coming next month?  We’re going to have jousting knights.  Right here just outside our humble town.

Do you remember the gladiator Kormat?  I saw him, unarmed, best 5 men.  Too bad about his last bout with the lions.

If you’re ever at The Happy Halfling ask for the Elven Wine.  Its not on their menu.

Thristan over there in the corner–No! Don’t Look–is said to be unhappy with the Duke…

The bard tonight was excellent.  I loved his story about The Ranjon War.

I can’t wait for the dance on the winter solstice. I’m going to ask Arleen to go with me.

My horse threw a shoe on the way here.  The blacksmith a few buildings over is putting all new shoes on her.

The blacksmith Pewger does some excellent work.  He fixed my farm tools last month.

Did you see “The Majestic Eagle” sail into harbor yesterday?  I feel much safer with that ship nearby.

I hear the Dread Pirate Roberts takes no prisoners.

Aargh.  We was having a private discussion here.  Mind your own business.