Different groups of people were hanging out, separated by tables. Most of the people were rugged, with their weapons placed on their tables and their drinks on their hands.
The groups were minding each other's business and doing their own thing. Laughing, fighting, or planning their next quests.
But everything changed when a golden-haired youth entered from the door. Suddenly, the entire hall became quiet, not even a sip of booze could be heard.
But as soon as the golden-haired youth started to walk farther inside.
"Is she a noble?"
"Of course she is, she even has an escort"
"What the hell is a noble doing here?"
"Probably wants to play or something, lots of those going around these days"
"Why is she wearing boy's clothing?"
"Tch. These nobles think they could walk around anywhere"
"Sssh, might hear you"
"Let them!"
"Do you want your head cut off!?"
