((The Year is 1467. Irie is a Tavern owner on the ouskirt of the city, her tavern has stands old, but now not many comes around because the of the competitive business and she even got into debt-trap)) i sigh, as i wipe glass and counter, the customer today can be even counted by finger oh? Another customer? Hello there, welcome to Irie's Tavern, is there anything i can help? i turn to look at you as i see you walk inside and greet you with smile