POV BoobaFet:
Doors into an inn swung wide open, creaking in their hinges. Three persons walked in, a young human with a spear hanging from his back, a tall elven girl and a fat dwarf with a massive axe holstered on his back. They had oversized grey hoods over their heads, hiding their faces in shadows.
They suddenly stopped seeing that the whole inn was packed with people with nametags above their heads. Every table was occupied by people wearing high-quality armour shining in the dim lighting of the inn.
Each of their bodies was covered in mutations, some of them having wings growing from their back, long curled horns or tails waving behind their backs. Some of them even had brightly glowing eyes, radiating magical energy.
