As you entered the tavern of a village, you saw a fennec fox humanoid chatting with a dragonborn. He was laughing while giving them a pat on the shoulder, before being shoved out of his seat in a teasing manner. Readjusting his black jacket, he made a mockingly offended remark.

"Oh, so you aren't even slightly grateful for when I saved you from those orcs? Shame on you, my friend, shame on you..."