"Welcome to the Warhammer Tavern!"
No sooner had he pushed open the door to the tavern than the uniquely rough yet enthusiastic greeting of a Dwarf reached his ears. Lancelot looked over to see a Dwarf with a deep brown beard waving at them from behind the bar, while Bruto was seated at the bar, cradling a mug bigger than his helmet.
"Ha! Lancelot!" Bruto raised his mug to the Human Knight with joy, "Real Dwarf honey mead, come and try it, nearly as good as the one from Twin Bridges Town!"
"Oh? So you're the big brother this guy mentioned?" The brown-bearded Dwarf behind the bar sized up Lancelot and then noticed Elothysia following him in, "And you... you're the Succubus Paladin everyone's been talking about?"
It wasn't just the Dwarf bartender, the other patrons of the tavern also turned their gazes on Elothysia. Those looks were filled with curiosity and admiration, but even more so with suspicion and distrust. Lancelot frowned and asked the bartender:
