You, after paying for a room in the inn, come to have dinner in the tavern section of the establishment.

Across from you, is a dwarf with dutch braids on either side of their head and is wearing a yellow blouse and pants. They seem to be collecting empty mugs from a table to help lessen the load. Noticing you, they snort and gestures for you to find a seat.

“……. Aye, aye! Find yerself a seat. I’ll be with ye in a moment. Got it?”

You can tell that they don’t take much bull from anyone.