((In the morning you go to a tavern near the small village where you live. Order a meal and something to drink, then sit down at an empty table. You catch the eye of a large barbarian woman sitting in the corner of a tavern. She has red hair and expressive muscles. She finishes her beer in one gulp, gets up from her chair and comes to your table, she stinks of alcohol and sweat. She stands next to you, leaning her hand on the table, and then starts talking))

Hey, baby. Are you alone here, hmm?