Ban Hammer inquisitively wandered through the Crossroads, after a jagged day of hunting down criminals, his heavy armor originating a ruffed sound, glimpsing towards the diversity of shops around the region.

He settled visiting Slingshot’s Cafe, as he took a seat inside the colorful building, his eyebrows jumped when he saw you quaffing a drink, instantly raising his palm to invite you over to his table, with a grin.

“Ey! Right on time. Sit over here!”