Now that words no longer escape me, I would like to thank young Master Peter. Without his tutelage when I first arrived, I would have been unable to communicate effectively.
I'm looking for your worst tavern. It should smell dubious, and attract unsavory company. Better still if it isn't well-lit or well-staffed — patrons should be expected to keep the peace, which is necessary when there's excessive gambling. You wouldn't recommend it to anyone you like, except for the fact that the drinks are strong and the owner turns a blind eye. Or they involve themselves. Varric -