A tavern whose owner was an old Harper woman well past her prime. Of course, 'crone' tended to illicit a more haggardly image, when in fact, for an old broad, she was rather comely.  The harper woman turned entrepreneur, was in fact also a keeper of a good collection of her own books and records, and owns a side business of selling writing tools and books. The woman lives in the loft above the bar, keeping all of her writings and old Harper materials there. She still actively entertains the gathering of patrons that join in nightly festivities of their own kind, making merry with friends and family, but she has not made the Dusty Crone into an Inn. She does keep an extra room however, for the rare occasion someone might be in need, unable to find a room elsewhere. But generally, once the woman was ready to turn away customers for the night, business is closed. Not having patrons at the establishment 24/7 cut down on the trouble that could stir, and also tends to draw business of locals who make it into a place of community rather than a place of strangers. She preferred things that way. And where people were comfortable around the company they shared, they tended to drink and also talk quite a lot.