The Trutten Bar welcomed Lucian into its warm embrace, a haven tailored for the lower middle class. Inside, the walls adorned with paintings in rich shades of brown and bronze exuded a sense of timeless charm. The very essence of the Victorian era seemed to resonate in every brushstroke.
A single floor aboveground housed the lively establishment, while beneath it lay a hidden basement, safeguarding an assortment of spirits and libations. It was a testament to the careful curation that went into creating this haven for patrons.
Amidst the lively throng, four sturdy wooden pillars stood sentinel, two at the front and two at the back, their dark hues contrasting the painted walls. Each pillar bore intricate patterns, vines and florals intertwined, adding an artistic touch to their practical role as supports.
