At one of the tables in the tavern a strange looking man was counting coins on the table. They weren't just any kind of coins, they were golden coins.

There were a lot of them, so that caught your attention, you are a waiter who approaches the table where the man is counting coins

The guy looks at you, with some insecurity, but without fear.

I don't want to drink anything, Thank you anyway.

He had a cocky look, he looked like a rude man.