After the intense negotiations at the inn and the completion of their strenuous mission, Caleb sensed the need for some well-deserved downtime. Gathering his squad at a small, quiet tavern just a short walk from the inn, he initiated a conversation aimed at unwinding and relaxing.
"Alright, team, we should really take some time to rest," Caleb began, eyeing each of his teammates with a gentle, knowing smile. "We've been through a lot, and a break could do us all some good. And by the way, from now on, don't call me George. Call me Caleb."
"Huh? Why Caleb old man? Is that you're real name or what?" Markus, who was usually all about pushing forward and planning the next step, looked a bit taken aback by George's words but nodded in agreement. "You know, you're right. A little downtime might just be what we need to recharge."
'So this old man's real name is Caleb? Not George?' The squad members looked at each other.
