Three streets beyond the enormous statue of some prime named Bigby, just a short walk from the Armory, the Golden Bariaur serves a clientele from the Upper Planes, from Arborea to Mount Celestia. Soothing music, subdued lights, and heavenly dishes make the Golden Bariaur popular with the richest and most refined citizens of The Lady's Ward. Prices are set accordingly, though an evening in the Bariaur is always money well spent. The tension between the lawful and chaotic aasimon is always present, though both sides are usually polite about it; outright violence is rare. Disputes that can't be settled any other way are resolved by duels conducted at dawn in the skies over the city, when shining champions of Law and Chaos fight to first earth — that is, until one celestial combatant is forced from the sky.
The more obvious sources of tension are the sniggering fiends who occasionally stop in briefly to tease, harass, and heckle the Bariaur's patrons, smearing them with filth or spoiling the inn's soothing atmosphere with foul language, fouler stenches, and even sulphurous magic. Despite the temptation to attack, actual fights are very rare for both fiends and aasimon fear the Lady's wrath. In fact, most fiends can't stand the place and fidget as soon as they step inside the door; few stay for very long, so the aasimon can afford to simply be patient and wait for the problem to go away
The doorman gives the place its name: Goldenmane is a lustrous, tawny bariaur who appears to have leonine blood. More polite and even-tempered than most of his kind, he's still blunt enough to tell a deva to its face that it's had too much bub and is insulting other patrons. Luckily for Goldenmane, a strong word from him is usually enough to encourage better behavior from the inn's clientele.