Town of Wimer
Mostly human population, but has a good mix of dwarf/halfling/etc. Guard presence is pretty relaxed, but the people here seem panicky. The town borders a [swamp/desert/etc].
Inn/bar: Drunken Snooze. Run by Erin who looks just so tired. You’re not sure if he ever even gets a break. He knows the perfect drinks to give you a good nights sleep, a long night partying, or the drink to give you the courage to say hi to that pretty Dragonborn.
Swords n Armor: Named “SA”. Run by Russ. “Aint got time for silly things like names. I’m here to sell swords and armor, thats it. Buy things or leave.” A big man, very blunt, and admires a good short sword.
The town borders [swamp/desert/etc] that contains [monster that lives in that area]. They’ve had a symbiotic relationship for a few years now. [E.g. the humans give them their sick or dead in exchange for protection, or spells, etc.] The townspeople are glad to not be absolutely destroyed by the [monsters], but are fearful their peace will come to an end soon. Several younger villagers are against this trade, and try to sabotage it.