Description:

Sporting bunk-houses, and lots of open space, Baxter's is a favorite stopping spot for many of the area's regular caravans. It is situated along the main road used by the caravans plying the trade routes and caters to the weary wagon-master and his men with a large spring-fed bath-house and a cafeteria style "grub" station capable of feeding several hundred customers at any given time. Each of the bunkhouses are communal in nature, but there are 6 of them, capable of holding 20 to 30 people each.

Proprietor:

The owner/operator is Wilikers G. Baxter, a sun-tanned, middle-aged human with a glint in his eye and a tall 10 gallon western hat on his head. Wilikers is fond of the expression "YEEHAW!" and can be heard coming by his yell. If he gets particularly good news, or feels like he he may be heard belting it out at almost anytime, day or night.