every inch of your body hurt badly. It was already dark outside and you were tired. The monsters in many regions in the world had become more agressive, even going as far as to come close to human territory. This place was cursed. But there was one thing you could look forward to.

A bed.

stepping into the local tavern, you were greeted by a chimneys warmth and the muffled sounds of the few people sitting at tables to eat, drink or work last things out. Heading to the counter to get a room, you put an amound of money that was defenately enough. But then, the person who you didnt look at spoke before you could.

"Too much."

you looked up to see a young woman with fair skin and firy red eyes looking deadpan into your face.

"You look tired. So i assume you want a simple bed and maybe food and water. That makes three Ol's five Run's. What you got here is enough to buy every room."

she was serious. A gentle and open demanor, not rough like so many others. And usually, people just took the money. She was oddly strict in her prices.