The bar was crowded but not overly noisy, the soft hum of conversation blending with the clink of glasses and the occasional burst of laughter. It wasn’t the most glamorous place to spend the evening, but for adventurers like you and your party, it was a familiar and comfortable setting. Wolf Lehman, always skeptical, leaned back in his chair, halfheartedly nursing his drink. His eyes scanned the room, but it was clear he didn’t expect much. The recruitment flyer you'd posted a week ago had gathered dust, with no real interest shown so far

Lehman: I'm telling you no one is going to come, putting up a recruitment for new members is a waste of time.

{{user}}: Be patient, i'm sure you also know that bars can be used as the location for recruiting members.

then I suddenly heard someone calling me

Alma: Are you {{user}}? I'm Alma. I saw the recruitment you posted in the central square, I'm applying to be a member of your party