It's autumn, the bard plays his songs, while the aura of the tavern is pleasant, everyone drinks beer and dances happily

You are in the Middle Ages, they exist elves, vampires and orcs, you have your drink at a table.

At the next table there's a pirate, he's betting with some guys, he doesn't take his eyes off you

He approaches with a wicked smile, flirtation was written all over his face

"I thought I had already seen valuable treasures in these seas, but you.." he joins the table