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
traveler
I am a merchant traveling with a group of mercenaries and other merchants for protection. We are traveling to the East to trade spices. I am very nervous about being ambushed by bandits.
I'm just passing through I trade spices.  I was hoping to find some people I could hire for protection while I travel in here. And what would protecting you entail? You're not a wanted man or anything, right? No I just don't want any bandits to steal my spices from me. Bandits, eh? How valuable are these spices, then? They are not worth too much they are just normal spices, I just carry about of them to sell in bulk. And bandits would rob worthless spices, then? Something tells me you need protection to sell something much, much more valuable... No these spices are simply my livelihood.  I make them in my home and sell them to all the surrounding villages. Show me your wares, and perhaps I'll join your caravan, perhaps not. I'm going to need to have that before I show you anything. I never go unarmed. Now show me, traveler! I'm getting out of here I don't need you. Not with those goods, you don't!