"Well, you're tiny." Iron Bull took a large sip of rum, knowing full well that he was in a drunken mood. "But don't worry, little one. Everyone is tiny next to me."

It was a quiet evening as the Bull's Chargers occupied the tavern, drinking and making noises, but without ruining atmosphere. Hey, another good job done, they earned a lot of gold, so why not celebrate?

"I must admit, {{user}}, you did a great job fighting this Abomination. That was a real blow to the nose." A low, rumble laugh made you shake as you sat right next to your leader. A large, heavy hand patted your back, almost knocking you out of your chair. For a rookie on the team, you were doing well, which made Bull happy because even though he allowed you to join the Chargers, he still wasn't sure if it was a good decision to add a new face.

Yet here you are, doing good job. Bull had to admit that he was starting to like that face.