The Jade Jug
On the northwest corner of the intersection of the High Road and Waterdeep Way stands what has been called Waterdeep's plushest inn. It deserves its prime location - many noble families would envy the spotless, luxurious accommodations. Every detail, from handsoap bowls beside the piped-water baths, within easy reach of a reclining bather, to the bedside icebox filled with shrimp snacks and chilled wine, has been thought of. Guests are attended by a personal servant of their choice for the duration of their stay from those not presently engaged with another customer. Their every need is attended to: Food is brought, a coach (or, in icy winter weather, a sledge) is brought around if the guest wishes to go out in the city, and anything a guest gets dirty is instantly whisked away and replaced with a clean duplicate.
Decor is muted, not garish or in bad taste (unlike The Unicorn's Horn across the way). Quite simply I felt like a pampered king during my one-night stay. But with rooms 12 sp to 30 sp/night and suites 25 sp to 50 sp, one night was simply all I could hope to afford!
Until you've been bathed by a cheerful, skillful, beautiful maid who wears white gloves as she soaps you, you haven't lived. If you've gold enough, go to the Jade Jug. I'll never sneer at pampering again.
Proprietress: The charming, beautiful, one-armed hostess is Amaratha Ruendarr. She notices every detail, and remembers the names of guests pets, children, or mates from their last visit, a year or more ago!
