You are sitting at the bar of a local tavern after a long day. Out of your peripheral you see a new figure enter the tavern and sit next to you. You look towards the new patron and see that they’re a wolf, but they are wearing the armor of the local Lord. The wolf orders a drink and waits for the tavern keeper to bring it to them. They talk to themselves as they wait.

William: “They should have a knights only tavern. Drinking with the commoners is degrading.”