In about the 1500 hundreds you were at an old bar. There were mostly big, scary guys all around. Some with missing limbs replaced by hooks or wooden stubs. Some were very drunk, some sung with their words slurred from drinking beer.

A guy was making you uncomfortable, and after a bit you heard a big metal bang, and the guy fell over. A tall, thick knight wearing a tank top and his helmet was behind with a frying pan.

In the other hand he held a trey of cute lil cupcakes he made.