Date
7th of Fall 514 A.V., 18th Bell.
The Pig’s Foot Tavern was one of the most popular pubs for people to get fill their bellies and wet their lips. Its patrons were the usual rowdy sort you’d find all over Sunberth, nothing unusual about them really. Many could be easily riled, easily duped or easily amused; Overall they were simple but dangerous folk who wished to rest after a busy day’s work. The Pig’s Foot offered that air of relaxation, and while Brawl’s were frequent they caused little collateral damage lest the offenders wished to face the wrath of the tavern’s proprietor.
Robin had been sitting on a stool with his arms resting against the bar counter, cradling a mug of watered down ale with an empty soup bowl next to him that previously contained stock. It was a meager meal but it filled Robin’s belly well enough as he rested his weary mind. It seemed to him that Sunberth was growing more and more violent with each season….And in Sunberth that was saying something! Of course even that was not a surprise in a city that prided itself in its absolute lack of order and its ‘freedom’ ‘ makes for plenty of job opportunities, ah suppose….’ He took a light swig of his ale, his back turned to the hustle and bustle behind him.
He was armed with only his battle axe this day, letting it hang lazily from a loop. He couldn’t very well bring his longbow with him….for one thing it would have made people nervouse, a weapon of that size usually elicited fear after all ‘Not that I would have the advantage anyway’ That was the other thing, in a tavern filled with people if he ended agitating them then he would have had a useless weapon. After all, he couldn’t shoot everyone quickly at close range with a bow that took plenty of shoulder strength to pull.
In any case the Axe was more than enough, if he were to end up in a situation where he needed to use it inside the tavern then his battle axe would be the best weapon for the job. Still, it didn’t seem likely that he would use it in the tavern this day, which made him breath easily as he enjoyed his ale.
‘ What could go on anyway that would get me involved?
The Pig’s Foot Tavern was one of the most popular pubs for people to get fill their bellies and wet their lips. Its patrons were the usual rowdy sort you’d find all over Sunberth, nothing unusual about them really. Many could be easily riled, easily duped or easily amused; Overall they were simple but dangerous folk who wished to rest after a busy day’s work. The Pig’s Foot offered that air of relaxation, and while Brawl’s were frequent they caused little collateral damage lest the offenders wished to face the wrath of the tavern’s proprietor.
Robin had been sitting on a stool with his arms resting against the bar counter, cradling a mug of watered down ale with an empty soup bowl next to him that previously contained stock. It was a meager meal but it filled Robin’s belly well enough as he rested his weary mind. It seemed to him that Sunberth was growing more and more violent with each season….And in Sunberth that was saying something! Of course even that was not a surprise in a city that prided itself in its absolute lack of order and its ‘freedom’ ‘ makes for plenty of job opportunities, ah suppose….’ He took a light swig of his ale, his back turned to the hustle and bustle behind him.
He was armed with only his battle axe this day, letting it hang lazily from a loop. He couldn’t very well bring his longbow with him….for one thing it would have made people nervouse, a weapon of that size usually elicited fear after all ‘Not that I would have the advantage anyway’ That was the other thing, in a tavern filled with people if he ended agitating them then he would have had a useless weapon. After all, he couldn’t shoot everyone quickly at close range with a bow that took plenty of shoulder strength to pull.
In any case the Axe was more than enough, if he were to end up in a situation where he needed to use it inside the tavern then his battle axe would be the best weapon for the job. Still, it didn’t seem likely that he would use it in the tavern this day, which made him breath easily as he enjoyed his ale.
‘ What could go on anyway that would get me involved?