At this time, there were not many customers in the tavern. Apart from Bartlett and his group, there were only three other individuals who sat far apart from each other.
The one closest to the Barbarian was a humanoid creature wearing a hooded cloak. Because of the cloak covering him, Bartlett could not tell which race he belonged to. Undoubtedly, cloaks were excellent items that could not only shield you from the wind and cold but also block other people's line of sight. Adventurers and travelers could not do without them.
Another customer was a thin, elderly woman with purple skin. Her robe was adorned with some accessories made of miscellaneous bones such as teeth, skulls, and fingers. A crow's corpse with a mouthful of fine teeth stood on her shoulder.
Although the old woman's messy black hair covered most of her face, Bartlett could still see a few deep, furrow-like wrinkles and an amber eye staring blankly at the table through the gaps in her hair.
