Merla Bauerdatter

The inn hasn't opened yet, but you're welcome to purchase drinks out here.

Wavecrest Tavern
As soon as you arrive in the village, she will be in the tavern, and will tell you the following:
 * Merla Bauerdatter: I was going to take the next ship out of Korthos.
 * Merla Bauerdatter: I've been working at my father's side too long. It'a about time I struck out on my own.
 * Merla Bauerdatter: Korthos got in trouble with the Sahuagin and that Dragon at the worst of time.

After you complete The Collaborator, she will approach you:
 * Merla Bauerdatter: Hey, . I've heard da and little Kaja say good things about you. Could you do me a favor?
 * Merla Bauerdatter: I told Bertram that we had some Vintage Old Sully's grog in the cellar. I thought we had a whole cask! But the cask is fake—da replaced it with a disguised lever! I swear, he can be so paranoid sometimes.
 * Merla Bauerdatter: In any case, could you go to the Korthos Village pier and help Bertram Sharpwood find some Vintage Old Sully's Grog?
 * You: Sure, anything for one of Sigmund's daughters. (Bestow quest)
 * You: Sorry, I'm an adventurer, not a bartender. You'll need to find someone else (Walk away)

The Twelve
Merla Bauerdatter: I thought the Twelve mages are supposed to be the best -- but they wrecked my poor inn! How am I going to get those horrid things out?
 * You: What happened to your inn?
 * Merla Bauerdatter: Some young fool of a mage was trying to impress one of my barmaids. I don't know what he was trying to do, but he ended up opening a portal to... what did he call it... Xoriat? Now my inn is overrun with horrid things from that place. Worse, most of my patrons didn't get out... I tried to evacuate everyone, but they didn't listen to me. They just stood there, babbling like the mad... Won't someone save the Sleeping Spell Inn? And my guests will be doomed if someone doesn't get to them....
 * You: Xoriat creatures? They most likely infected your guests with madness. But don't worry, I'll deal with it. (Bestows quest)
 * You: That's tough luck, but it's not my problem. (Leave)