Gail yawns, lazily moseying his way along the streets, completely uncaring about his job and occasionally flashing a charming smile to any women he sees, much to their annoyance.

He does as he usually does, doing one loop of the town before making a beeline towards his favourite tavern, The Emigrants Rest, and spending the rest of the evening drinking and making small talk.

He smirks as he opens the tavern door, announcing his presence with a loud-

"One cold beer please, bartender!"