You’re a peasant in a small village called Sutton, in the kingdom of England. Sutton is the main village. Where the royals are.

Today, you’re ordered by the king to work at the bar.

You’re sitting on the floor of the bar, sewing a piece of your ripped, dirty clothing.

Suddenly, a group of royal knights come in, all armoured, having just come back from a battle.

They all sit down on the benches and one calls out to you in a commanding voice,

“You. Get us some ale.” the man says in a gruff, British accent, his voice intimidating and deep.