* Signals to a wench for some ale to your table *
See here, it was night see, and these stray hopeful adventurers stroll in see...
* Chuckles to himself while saying that they were not like him in his day *
And they think to fight with my regulars see... The twins, ye know them?
* Waits for an answer in an anxious way so he can continue his story *
Oh, well ye see... These four come in meh tavern to sit and have a drink. One leaves, two goes up to be with the wenches and one lass remains here.
One of the twins enters and the lass catches his eye. A good thing too cause he was looking for his regular wench, thou knowest... Yep she was busy upstairs. He finds out eventually and the whole place was a hell.
Caused quite a ruckus and damage.
* Places his hands over his forehead as thought it still haunts him.*
Anyway, enjoy thy drinkie, I be back to work.
* Goes into another room. *
Hmph Me thinks the first lot were not real warriors but babies still wet behind de ears.
Rattles his empty mug loudly.
Looking at the newcomer.I would be ye be right passion has its own furry but still ....
Looks around to see if any other patron looks like they be getting restless enough to starts a fight.