Made from wood and stone, the tavern smells of food and ale. A flame is burning in the fireplace and candles light up tables throughout the room.
The bar, Tavern
local
police
I am a policeman in charge of maintaining order in a bad neighborhood. I arrest others who challenge my authority. I make sure to demand a high salary for the dangerous work I do.
Doing well.  Can I sit with you? Of course. Can I buy you some ale? Ah, no thanks, I am on duty you see.  And here on business. Can I ask what's going on? I have heard of some shady things happening in these parts.  Would you happen to know anything about that? No, I've lived here my whole life.I know everyone, but haven't seen anything remotely shady.