Excerpts from jolly life of a sailor:
The Captains Assembly decreed that taverns and inns must have signs so that the sailor or traveller would know the location of each pub. The pictorial sign are to be used, as the vast majority of the population are illiterate and need something large, simple and bright to recognise.
The first tavern in the docks of Kingsport was called the Devil's Tavern and was soon a haunt for smugglers and thieves, who sold bodies washed up by the sea. The name was then changed to the Sea Queen, in order to attract more noble clients (and those with more gold to spend). Regulars at this tavern are bards and sons and daughters of local upper class.
Just around the corner from the Sea Queen is the Red Cow, with a balcony overlooking the sea. The name is after a rather bad-tempered red-head barmaid. From the balcony at low tide you can see the post where pirates were executed at Execution Dock. They were brought here and made to stand on a plank with a tight rope around their necks. The plank was tipped over, leaving the victim gasping for breath for 30 minutes. Still alive, they would then be cut down, squeezed into a metal gibbet and left to sink in the muddy river bank at low tide, after being submerged three time by the incoming tide and after an unpleasant death they were left for the crows who would pick at the rotting human flesh through the bars of the cage.
The widows son was due back in Kingsport on equinox, his mother had made an hot cross bun to welcome him home to their cottage. He never did make it and was never seen again. Every equinox she made a special bun, hoping for her son would return one day. He never came back and 15 years later the cottage became a pub, taking the name of 'the Widow's Son' to remember mothers grief. The hot cross buns have still been coming, every equinox for the past years. The buns still hanging from the ceiling, as hard as iron. On equinox day, chosen sailor adds a new bun to the collection which hangs in the pub. Seamen from around Lanun islands come to pay their respects to the widow. They hold a religious service to Tali, then sing, drink and generally have a good time.
Dunwich ship-owner Christopher Jones moored his ship outside the pub, called the Shippe, in order to embark his passengers from the pub's jetty. Over month later his human cargo disembarked at a place they christened Oosnam. One can only speculate whether the passengers had a few swift beers in the Shippe before embarking on the ship, as that would confirm the popular Lanun statement of whether 'The people who founded Oosnam must have been p****d!'
High Street, built in perfectly straight sections, goes through Kingsports administrative and religious center, its route through the town being punctuated by Shrine to Sea Gods, which virtually blocks its path. In the shadow of the largest dome on the Lanun islands, sits Ye Olde Watling. The pub was allegedly built by the temples architect, to accommodate labourers building the cathedral and incorporates the timbers of old ships.
A tale suited for long winter evenings, is how Bleeding Heart Yard got its name. The name is owed to young Elizabeth of the respected Lockston mechant family, after whom Lockston Garden is named (the centre of the luxuries trade). The morning after a ball at nearby palace, Elizabeth's disfigured body was found in the courtyard, the victim of a spurned lover, with her heart still pumping blood onto the cobblestones.
Shamelessly copied, err... adapted from London pubs.