The scent of rum and beer filled the entire tavern despite it far from the evening. It was barely lunch time and yet the shouts of different men and women boomed here. The crowd gathered in the run-down place of shoddy floors and creaky tables. Liam even saw some beady black eyes from rats knocking themselves past their holes in the walls, escaping with some moldy bread. The apprentice Bodyguard looked around the place with a nervous look and followed the old man that walked towards an empty table.
"Are you sure that we're in the right place?" Liam weaved in between passing busboys and barmaids, serving ale to waiting patrons. The sound and sea of bodies was disorienting. He tried to keep himself right behind the man, but had to duck from flailing hands and bottles, letting the women pass in front of him before he collapsed into the seat.
The old man gave him a look, "Of course, this is where we'll meet our Beast Tamer."
