The Falcon

This building is a tiny thing of red brick, green curtains, and old wood. It smells like musty books, and steaming coffee. Spicy foods sit on plexiglass tables lining the buildings center. Bookshelves stretch from side to side, ladders leaning against the sagging shelves.

Waifer thin screens litter the tables, and you can see all manners of people clattering away at keyboards.

A popular meeting place, the gargoyle decorated facade, and small counter inside are usually littered with prospective meetings. Fruits, cheap drinks, coffee, and pastries are provided from behind the front counter for a small price.

A large stone lays across above small doorway, large wings embracing the door in a hug. The beak is much too long though, and ends in a raindrop shaped hook.

Thus the place's nickname.