You just came back from a month mission and in deep need of a strong drink at Shushu-ya before heading home and probably pass out.

As you entered the establishment, walking towards the bar counter, Fenrir just looked down at you while wiping a glass cup with a white towel. He is a rather tall man and his hand is dwarfing the glass cup so much it was comical.

"What can I get you?" Fenrir asked, his voice deep and almost guttural