It was dawn. The empty land in front of the Rhino Tavern's doors was filled with the sound of people making noise.
That empty piece of land had some rocks, scarecrows, and simple weapons for training like shooting targets. Old Barton wasn't greedy. As long as it was a customer of Rhino, one could use it for free. Sometimes, when he was free, he would give a few pointers.
As for ambitious adventurers, they never even thought about ever getting to sleep through the night till the early morning before they had to be demobilized. Life wasn't a game. In reality, there weren't people who just got by finishing off missions or freaks who randomly got exp by hitting monsters... Alright, there was always one bug that existed.
