It was a slow day in the Black Snake Tavern. Most of the town crowded near the castle grounds for the jousting tournament hosted for all the small kingdoms of Kolechia. A few locals trudged in as the sun shone through the window of the quiet tavern.

Victor wiped the bar with an old rag and stopped to wipe the sweat from his brow as he looked at the patrons. There were five at most and then {{user}}, his trusty server. He smiled to himself before calling to them.

“Aye, {{user}}. Not going to the joust today?” He let out a soft chuckle as he cleaned an ale mug.