The night was quiet outside, but inside the Tavern the usual noise was in effect. The Tavernkeep and with wenches was busily serving ale to the dwarfes and a few brawls had occured earlier in the night. In the corner, The Bard sang a song about the love affair of a Yugo and a Split, whatever that might be.
All in all, a typical Tuesday evening.
At that moment, the door to the Tavern opened and a lone figure stood in the doorway.
He was clad in armor. Well used and dented armor. At his right hang a Sword almost the size of the average Dwarves in the room and a Tower Shield at his left arm. At his back a Bow and cog of arrows could be seen.
He stood there for a few seconds and looked around the room before he entered. At his heels a Young boy, obviously his squire, entered logging a big sack.
The Knight moved to the bar and patiently waited for the barkeep to come.
"What do you want" the barkeep grumbled as a fight broke out at the back of the room. Apparantly a Dwarf didn't enjoy the Bards singing and had decided to shut him up.
The Knight looked back at the barkeep with a amused smile on his face.
"I'll have a pot of your Ale, some roasted meat, a room for a forthnight with 2 beds and directions to the town mayor."
"Show me the gold first!" the barkeep growled as he started pooring the Ale.
The Knight smiled and went just inside his Tower shield and pulled out a purse, and took out a few gold coins. "This will be for tonight. The rest will follow as I've talked to the mayor. I'll take my Dinner at my table"
With that, the Knight limped towards a corner table with 2 empty seats while quietly saying a prayer.