A man with dark purple skin wearing half of a robe, a big white bushy beard, his hair in a bun, and a sword on his side walks into the bar. He sits on a stool and turns to the barmaid "Bavarian gold please" he tosses 2 coins at her, she smiles "my pleasure Orfan the great". He sits drinking the yellow liquid. It tastes unpleasant but he knows the people of this village work hard to make Alcohol in the winter, so he drinks. 

A lady walks into the bar, her skin a light shade, her robes wavy like the blue ocean, her hair a nice red, she holds a staff with a huge blue gemstone on it. She sits next to Orfan "hello, it's nice to meet you, you must be new here, it's nice to meet you, my name's Arabel" he looks at her with a tired expression "well you sure are… fun". She smiles "oh thank you mister, the boys of the village say I'm unbearable, that's actually why I'm not married, will you marry me mister" he takes a big ol' swig the cup being almost empty "yeesh and you haven't even had a drink yet". 

She asks another question "are you an adventurer mister" he sits thinking for a bit, the barmaid chimes in "A? A? He is THE adventurer he fought against goblin king Mork and beat the local bandit king in a fist fight" he sighs feeling like his neck is being weighed down "but that was like 50 years ago, and after the incident I don't think I have the guts for it anymore". Arabel smiles "well mister, do you have any tips? I've been thinking about going into the adventuring scene to get money for the church, because they need to rebuild, and that's because the wood is waterlogged from the nearby river." he looks at her "well never go solo it's dangerous, the odds of death are higher when you go alone, other than that it should be fine. if you have a group". 

She looks mopey "I tried getting into groups, but they hate my over talking, I don't talk too much, right mister I talk a normal amount" he does a fake smile "I plead the word of Loi" she looked at him angrily "stop fucking with me". He laughed like an old man "I'm sorry about that… I guess you could open a farm stand or-" she interrupts "you could go out and help me" he shook his head trying to defend himself "I-I'm old and my Back- ah who am I kidding I just… don't feel like fighting anymore" she slams 3 gold pieces on the table looking at him like that's convincing he shook his head, she smiled evilly "how about I go into the forest alone huh, then the bandits, goblins, or wildlife will kill me and it's all your fault". 

he has a slight frown "your evil… but fine I don't like seeing people get killed especially little girls" he takes a sip of his drink. she laughs like she's won "great we meet at the town board tomorrow" she walks away her bare feet making slapping sounds across the board. "Yeesh Shes a manipulator ain't she" he says to the barmaid "yeah, she's an odd one" she sighs "wanna refill?" he laughs "oh, no thanks an old man like me shouldn't be drinking more than one cup a day." he looks at his cup surprised he finished that horrid stuff as his eyes peer upon the empty bottom. 

she pops back in "oops forgot my staff" she does a little giggle as she grabs it and walks away.